TERRY: I'm dreaming, dreaming of the day I can control myself . . .

Aug 19, 2006 01:28

July 22nd, 1997: Post-Sixth YearFucking Knockturn Alley. I could blame it all on this street. As if the cobblestones breathed corruption, wafting up to my window, coming in the through the cracks and mingling with the pot smoke and dust on the floorboards ( Read more... )

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poison__eclair August 21 2006, 05:03:50 UTC
Jesus Christ.

Are you sure you want to stay there? Because my father really wouldn't mind if I let you come crash at his flat, you know. I'm there right now, of course, if that makes a difference.

~Shame

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poison__eclair August 21 2006, 05:07:19 UTC
You mean you aren't going to berate me for "hurting Blaise"?

I'm shocked, Finnigan. Truly shocked.

TB

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poison__eclair August 21 2006, 05:09:23 UTC
Please, Terry. There's only so much in your life that I can blame you for. This isn't one of those things.

I swear I mean it: We'll come get you if we have to.

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poison__eclair August 21 2006, 05:21:12 UTC
Don't be ridiculous. I'm fine. Anyway, it's not as if he lives with me or anything.

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