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[The rustling sound of someone turning over in bed with a sigh.]
Mmm, sweetheart come back to bed. The Pack can do without you for one night I'm sure...
Warren?
...This isn't my bed.
[ooc: It is his bed, he just doesn't recognize it. Yes, Kyle's back after his button-pressing and he was only home a few days, but while he was there he forgot ( Read more... ) -
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[There's a letter with Mercy's name on it taped to the refrigerator where she's sure to see it. Inside is a very short note written on the back of a postcard. The postcard says 'Wish You Were Here...' and a nice tropical beach photo. The note says ( Read more... ) -
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...Well it looks like I won't be venturing outside for a while yet. It's a good thing the kitchen and pantry are very well stocked. Although if anyone wants to risk a bullet for the sake of bringing me fresh fruit, I wouldn't protest. -
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We had sex. I don't want to talk about it.
...I hate this place.
[ooc: Cursed (obviously) with The Elephant In the Corner. He'll be compelled to talk about the last thing he wants to talk about. Bother him at your own peril!]
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I like beards but not on myself, personally. A Brooks is always clean shaven, etc., etc.
Though it was rather hilarious to see ladies running around in full mane. If this is October winding down, then I'm quite happy with it. Hairy faces over cannibals every time. -
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It's getting colder out. I'll have to hire someone to bring me firewood. There doesn't happen to be some swarthy lumberjack types around to chop logs for me? I pay well and fires in the fireplace are infinitely preferable to random fires on the street. Speaking of which, is everyone all right after that absurdity the other day ( Read more... ) -
video;
[See Kyle bending over a set of plans, hammer in hand, a nail between his lips. He moves out of view for a few minutes and then there's the sound of wood being slotted together, then nailed in place.]
...I suppose that's good enough. I'm not a handyman, lord knows. Warren always was responsible for this kind of thing.
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This seems to be a month for confessionals. Pardon me for abstaining. Anything extracted under duress is likely to be suspect anyway.
In much more important matters I'm in need of a new cashmere sweater. There must be someone in this dismal City who is worthy of escorting me on a shopping trip.
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I can't decide if this is better or worse than showing up to my ex's house warming party. Certainly the drinks are better. Dalton couldn't make a proper chocolate martini if his life depended on it.
From what others have told me, I just have to hang around until midnight at which point...I wake up? By all counts it doesn't make sense.
[ooc: Kyle ( Read more... )
