by Alpha* » Sat Sep 21, 2013 6:54 am
Malone stands up and goes to her fridgerator with a smile to herself. She kneels and rummages for the familliar bottles of milk, "So why do you smell like alchohal?" she asks, her heart sinking.
Ahren smiles and then blinks with a yawn, she's tiered too. "Mind if I crash here?"
Morag considers silently, "What...about life Miss Iris?" he inquires, uncertain if he should pull away.

“Thanks to all those in any kind of uniform and to those who have been in uniform.”
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“Sadly i have a life outside CS with a job...and other things[color=#00BFFF]”
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