She turned back to Neal, who had buried his head in his hands. “Jones doesn’t have a cat, and I’ve seen what happens to plastic philodendron in his care. What gives?”
Hee hee hee...
Such a cute fic! I'm gonna toddle off now and imagine what this photoshoot is going to be like...
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Date: 2012-01-07 02:26 am (UTC)Hee hee hee...
Such a cute fic! I'm gonna toddle off now and imagine what this photoshoot is going to be like...
IS THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL?