There is no way I'm up for more arguing, discussing or anything at the moment. "Then, find us a room," I grumble. I want my chocolate. Why is it my pocket didn't empty in the sorting room but it does here? That is puzzling and obnoxious.
And, what more was there...could there be between us?
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Date: 2008-03-02 01:06 am (UTC)And, what more was there...could there be between us?