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20 January 2006 18:18![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thewolfinsideSomeone was having a bad day.
The first sign had been the remote hitting the wall and shattering. Parts of it were embedded in the plaster, the rest scattered on the floor below. Followed shortly by the sound of the refrigerator being kicked shut and bottles clinking. Then footsteps echoing down the stairs to the lower level.
Soon the sound of a rather angry game of pool being played could be heard.
The first sign had been the remote hitting the wall and shattering. Parts of it were embedded in the plaster, the rest scattered on the floor below. Followed shortly by the sound of the refrigerator being kicked shut and bottles clinking. Then footsteps echoing down the stairs to the lower level.
Soon the sound of a rather angry game of pool being played could be heard.
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Date: 21 Jan 2006 07:03 (UTC)"There's...only one person here. Not including these two who I don't think are going to be starting a gossip rag between now and nap time. But if you'd rather stew, that's up to you."
A loud groan filters up from downstairs. Great timing, guys. "Finally, Jesus."
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Date: 21 Jan 2006 07:05 (UTC)no subject
Date: 21 Jan 2006 07:07 (UTC)