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[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

What am I gonna do today...?

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TML

[growsowngoats.livejournal.com]

Well, ye can help me arrange wi food an' flowers fer the weddin' if ye like.

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

You want me to arrange flowers?

We have to...?

[growsowngoats.livejournal.com]

[ Oh, that gets a laugh. ]

I meant finding someone tae do it fer us when it's time!

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

...how many flowers are you gonna buy? *what is this he doesn't even.*

[growsowngoats.livejournal.com]

Dunno yet. Mebe I'll jus' have a talk wi the ground an' see wha' it feels like doin'.

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

What...? *just. staring. ... and then laughing a little.*

[growsowngoats.livejournal.com]

Talkin' tae the ground! Tae the plants there, ye ken!

[hired-for-m.livejournal.com]

[Smoking. Staring behind his sunglasses]

...

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

*why is he outside again? because he's used to the woods and some freedom and one little room... is awful.*

*he can't look up, either. so. he has no idea anyone's even there.*

[hired-for-m.livejournal.com]

You're. Lester. [He's trying. BUT LOOK AT THOSE FINGERS!]

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

*his head jerks up, but luckily the hood stays over his eyes... this time. do you know how close you are to dying, Vance?! D:*

Who--who're you?

[hired-for-m.livejournal.com]

[He has no idea. Poor Vance. No magic sunglasses.]

Vance Kelly. [Do you know anything about the Irish Mafia? No? Then you wont have heard his name.]

I'm a friend of Siobhan's. What are you doing outside?

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

I... I don't know, I wanted to sit out here... It's nice. *a nice cool morning. ;;*

TML

[growsowngoats.livejournal.com]

Well, ye can help me arrange wi food an' flowers fer the weddin' if ye like.

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

You want me to arrange flowers?

We have to...?

[growsowngoats.livejournal.com]

[ Oh, that gets a laugh. ]

I meant finding someone tae do it fer us when it's time!

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

...how many flowers are you gonna buy? *what is this he doesn't even.*

[growsowngoats.livejournal.com]

Dunno yet. Mebe I'll jus' have a talk wi the ground an' see wha' it feels like doin'.

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

What...? *just. staring. ... and then laughing a little.*

[hired-for-m.livejournal.com]

[Smoking. Staring behind his sunglasses]

...

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

*why is he outside again? because he's used to the woods and some freedom and one little room... is awful.*

*he can't look up, either. so. he has no idea anyone's even there.*

[hired-for-m.livejournal.com]

You're. Lester. [He's trying. BUT LOOK AT THOSE FINGERS!]

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

*his head jerks up, but luckily the hood stays over his eyes... this time. do you know how close you are to dying, Vance?! D:*

Who--who're you?

[hired-for-m.livejournal.com]

[He has no idea. Poor Vance. No magic sunglasses.]

Vance Kelly. [Do you know anything about the Irish Mafia? No? Then you wont have heard his name.]

I'm a friend of Siobhan's. What are you doing outside?

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

I... I don't know, I wanted to sit out here... It's nice. *a nice cool morning. ;;*