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[_drewbarrymore_]

*walking into the kitchen, I pause to check out the wreckage from dinner. there are broken plates and glasses, the remains of the salad, and a bottle of red wine, all on the floor. stepping over it I grab a bottle of water from the fridge and turn around, looking at the table and the one knocked over chair. smiling, one word comes to mind-*

wow.

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[holly_valance_]

uh.... I think World War 4 happened in the kitchen....

-dies-

[_drewbarrymore_]

It sure felt like a nuclear explosion...*blushes and grins*

[holly_valance_]

oh really? it sounded like... I dunno.. a bomb exploding??? -cracks up-