The alarm clock chimed exactly at 6:15. A few moments passed before Connor's hand moved sluggishly around until it found the clock and silenced it. The dim sunlight Boston offered had not yet risen and everything in the apartment remained lost in the dark except for the odd indistinct outline. Even when Connor looked over towards his brother to see
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OOC: Suddenly I am having visions of Fanny all excited because she has a "sister" in order to share clothing and makeup tips. And I hate to confess, but Fanny is also an absolute shoe whore! *facepalm* OMG....
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ooc: Aha! XD <3
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"Who th'fuck are you?" he challenged bitterly, not realizing the change in his voice.
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"Murph?" This was getting too strange. "Who the fuck else would be in here? Go look in the mirror!"
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He decided to wander to the mirror in an attempt to maybe shut her up and get her to go away. Instead, what greeted Murph was not his own face, but that of a scowling woman.
"WHAT THE FUCK, CONNOR?! WHAT THE FUCK?!"
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"I don't know what's happenin'...but I don't think it'll last." He bit his lips. "At least it better not."
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