| [Jan. 24th, 2012|07:20 am] |
"Oh good, thanks," Dinadan flails about until he successfully retrieves his pants. "I...don't think there is? And I doubt I'd be your exception if there was."
He pulls his pants on and then has nothing more to fidget with. Crud. "The only question that theory leaves us with is why? What purpose does us getting Vegas-married serve? Well, that and 'who', so there are several questions, but they're all in the 'wh'-question grouping, so it sort of counts as one and I'm rambling, sorry." |
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