Round 15, Hour 19
Mar. 26th, 2011 08:00 pmPitry looked at the floor of her bathroom in horror. Having gone through a carpet, two towels and now every mop she had, she was running out of ideas of how to stop the never ending round of slowly sipping water, threatening to engulf her flat in warmish, murkish water of doom.
Hope you're doing better. Want musical numbers to that fic to cheer me up. :(
Hope you're doing better. Want musical numbers to that fic to cheer me up. :(
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