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1 January 2006 15:09![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thewolfinsideFor the first time in many, many years, Jason woke up on New Years Day not hungover.
The party had been the pard (or those who were home), sitting around and drinking, munching on the food that Anders and Sin had made and watching stupid movies. At midnight they had watched the ball drop in New York, yelled Happy New Year over the phone to Carrie and Lil then everyone made their way home or to their room after that.
With the exception of Anders, it had been the group from the old house. Gabe and Scud, the quartet, Ella and him. Comfortable, safe, his core.
This year was going to be a good year.
The party had been the pard (or those who were home), sitting around and drinking, munching on the food that Anders and Sin had made and watching stupid movies. At midnight they had watched the ball drop in New York, yelled Happy New Year over the phone to Carrie and Lil then everyone made their way home or to their room after that.
With the exception of Anders, it had been the group from the old house. Gabe and Scud, the quartet, Ella and him. Comfortable, safe, his core.
This year was going to be a good year.
