| Backdated June 21 - Nothing Like a Death Sentence For Your Birthday |
[05 Sep 2011|11:26pm] |
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Lisa reclined after Julian lead her to the couch, Minnie having already politely departed. She stretched out an arm and held his hand, appreciating the security of having someone around. The mild grogginess of having been fed on still paled in comparison to the diagnosis Nemesis had given her.
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