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[cattygabriel]

 The first line is adapted from the first line of the poem Winter Trees by Sylvia Plath: The wet dawn inks are doing their blue dissolve.

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[halosphere]

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

All this Gabriel/Michael fluff = <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

so when will he finally say something to him??? :DDD

[sunflower_mynah]

so when will he finally say something to him??? :DDD

You know.

I think that's the question everyone's been asking.

When he finally says something, though, Egypt will mourn the loss of their tourism dollars.

[cattygabriel]

*DIES LAUGHING*

Well, I'll make up for it in December. :P

[cattygabriel]

You do realise journal RP has no effect whatsoever on LTSH. xD Uriel will be knocking sense into him there, I think; he's a bit wary of asking Raphael about anything to do with love considering Hadassah.

[angelofawesome]

Awwww <3 You even remember he kicks in his sleep!

Thanks, on behalf of Michael <3

[cattygabriel]

I do. <3

You're welcome. It's a day celebrating an awesome character and as such must be remembered. :D