No, I will not unhand you. I am going to damn well hand you until I get you onto that sofa. Then I'm getting you water. And some kind of bandages. And maybe--MAYBE--if you're NICE--a fluffy blanket. Here you go. [He gently places her on the sofa. Yes, his shirt's all bloody, but he doesn't notice so much as he goes to get her some water. Maybe he should have left the apron on.]
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timeasmymeasure
Okay good---If I had AIM right now I could have asked ahead. But I do not. : (
Date: 2010-10-11 03:01 am (UTC)