Things had gotten better- and worse- since the fight two weeks back. They were still on good terms, but they were both holding back. It was insanely annoying... and caused quite a change in the bedroom ( Read more... )

Izzy came into the apartment at five in the morning, looking very worn out and very pissy. Someone had gotten too rowdy at the club last night and he'd had to jump off the stage to separate two scorned ex-lovers. He was now sporting a pretty looking bruise on his left cheek ( Read more... )

Mops and Buckets are ridiculously annoying at night. Emmett and I like having alone time... but the babies don't seem to understand that. One of them will scratch the door while the other cries as loud as possible at three in the morning.

The only good thing? They're getting along and taking turns.

I've got two new kittens. Aurora and I got them together- they're soooo cute!!! And they cuddle together. It's adorable.

Currently we're referring to them as One and Two.

Gay boys are supposed to be creative, apparently. We're really not.

Help? :)

So, on the third Emmett and I found a classified in the Daily Prophet (it was wayyyy in the back) saying that for a pretty nice price, we could take a portkey to the States with about ten other people to see the fireworks on their independence day ( Read more... )

"So now who's coming over?" Emmett asked, looking quite amused despite the tone of his voice- he sounded almost annoyed.

Izzy walked into the kitchen, dragging his laptop along under his arm. Whatever Emmett was making for lunch didn't smell good- but then again, most of the food that Emmett made didn't taste good either, even if Izzy wouldn't have ( Read more... )

( Little welcome home paragraph. )

He needs friends/histories and such. :)

Any takers?