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Manhattan, Thursday Night
May. 12th, 2011 11:45 pm"Say it ain't so Des." Neil said plaintively.
"Wish I could Neil, but I saw it with my own eyes. Well before I changed the channel. But I'm afraid 'The Real World' is only the beginning."
Neil shook his head and took his shot. Scratch. "Remind me to never watch TV after 2000."
"Remind me to thank Faust for letting us crash here while he and my mom are up state."
Neil looked over at Yang, passed out on the couch. "Yeah, crash is right. I thought Mongols could hold their liquor."
"Apparently even ghosts have their limits."
"Ancestral spirit." T'ing said absently. She was going over the paperwork for her semester abroad. Which reminded Tim that he needed to make sure all his was in order. Most rising seniors might not stress as much as he was to make sure all his t's were crossed and such, but most rising seniors didn't have to worry about local Fae politics.
[Open for the girlfriend, or texts/calls/visits from other friends.]
"Wish I could Neil, but I saw it with my own eyes. Well before I changed the channel. But I'm afraid 'The Real World' is only the beginning."
Neil shook his head and took his shot. Scratch. "Remind me to never watch TV after 2000."
"Remind me to thank Faust for letting us crash here while he and my mom are up state."
Neil looked over at Yang, passed out on the couch. "Yeah, crash is right. I thought Mongols could hold their liquor."
"Apparently even ghosts have their limits."
"Ancestral spirit." T'ing said absently. She was going over the paperwork for her semester abroad. Which reminded Tim that he needed to make sure all his was in order. Most rising seniors might not stress as much as he was to make sure all his t's were crossed and such, but most rising seniors didn't have to worry about local Fae politics.
[Open for the girlfriend, or texts/calls/visits from other friends.]
