dammit, the other half of his soul had taken the last cookie again!

[cimorene]

cimness: omfg, this sentinel fic just had jim--a TOUGH AND MASCULINE POLICE OFFICER--call blair "the other half of his soul". are you kidding me?
hollsk: .....AHAHAHAHAHA

[wax_jism: that's totally normal for the sentinel, man.  that's why i wrote that brain-eating fic.]

cimness: it's totally CASUAL.  paraphrase: "he woke up, and was a little disappointed to find himself alone in bed.  he looked around for the other half of his soul, and found him in the shower."
cimness: WTF. i'm going to be mocking this for years.
cimness: "after he got done taking a shit, he went to wash his hands, calling through the door to the other half of his soul, 'you forgot to buy toilet paper AGAIN!'"
holls: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!
cimness: "slamming the door behind him, he yelled into the kitchen at the other half of his soul, 'i got your fucking orange juice, are you happy now?'"

cim: if i were really good at keeping a straight face while being sarcastic i could call you "the other half of my soul" all the time.  [makes a bizarre face trying not to laugh]
wax: but you're not.  you're terrible at it.
cim: [cracks up]

holls: Post this on your LJ, I swear to god....
holls: "he was a little more than annoyed to see that the other half of his soul forgot to clean his stubble out of the sink."
holls: "he'd expected at least a quick fuck, but when the other half of his soul farted during the blowjob, he was quite frankly turned off"
cimness: "he would have slept better except for the other half of his soul's annoying tendency to hog the covers."
cimness: "he went to get the mail, absently noting that the other half of his soul had parked him in again."