fic breakfast
18 Jan 2005 09:32 amwine, women and schlong by brighid. the sentinel. J/B, PG. blair gets locked in the supply closet and overhears a conversation and has an epiphany. you can probably tell from the summary that you've read this formula before, but after all, it's a really nice formula--at least i've always loved it. and this one is awfully cute.
awwh a lapful of kitty. ♥ when i went in the bedroom to rescue my ipod where it was plugged into the computer, all the blankets were in the top half of the bed in a mound with nothing sticking out but a knee, with the other kitty perched on top of it all like a miniature mountain lion on a ledge.
awwh a lapful of kitty. ♥ when i went in the bedroom to rescue my ipod where it was plugged into the computer, all the blankets were in the top half of the bed in a mound with nothing sticking out but a knee, with the other kitty perched on top of it all like a miniature mountain lion on a ledge.
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