by beekind » Fri Jun 17, 2011 4:08 pm
((Meh...Let's just pretend Han can float on clouds...))
Hanssen muttered something in some strange,hissy foreign language and frowned in her sleep. "No...It's mine..." She growled,snuggling against her owner. The angel had a bad tendency to move a lot in her sleep,to the point where it looked as if she wasn't sleeping at all. She clutched at the bottom of her dress and let a growl rip through her throat.
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one thing i know is, you've got to be KIND.
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