"Spidey, I could kiss you," TJ announces, happily launching herself into her room and stretching out on her bed, sprawling on top of the covers stomach-first. It's a full, tail-extending stretch. Beds, showers, and, you know, no one immediately trying to kill them. Now she just has to find the booze, and she's in for a good night's rest.
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Date: 2007-05-19 07:15 am (UTC)