Jo Harvelle (
wannabehunter) wrote2008-04-09 08:13 pm
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Entry tags:
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- ic,
- wtfboybits?
Room 414, Wednesday Morning
Coming slowly awake, Jo realised that something was wrong. She wasn't quite sure what, just that something was.
Like the bed was smaller, and her clothes were tighter.
And her chest was...flatter.
Frowning, she lifted up the sheet.
"The hell?"
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Like the bed was smaller, and her clothes were tighter.
And her chest was...flatter.
Frowning, she lifted up the sheet.
"The hell?"
[open. especially to anyone who might have a reason to be there]
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Beat.
"I hope."
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It worked better when her voice hadn't dropped.
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No she didn't, but still...
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