This isn't some desperate jealousy thing, but I would really prefer spending New Year's Eve with you than not with you, and even the after-breakfast. That's just what we do.
The grapes I've met happen to be both very cognizant and overly vocal. Now, I'm not sure they're entirely aware of the words that actually come out, due to the issue with lies, but hey.
Lucky for now. She stands out, but not in a good way.
[Freddie's luck hides in her curls. Every time she puts a hat over them, that luck starts to dry out. It's a double-edged sword, no one should want it.]
Good to hear. Memaw had a great pecan pie recipe, too, but it's quite rich. Not a very fitting present.
[Threats that Will reacted to by making sure Freddie had some serious time on the gun range, for what good it might do. Probably not much, considering the people around here...throwing her off buildings and shit.
Jerks!!!]
If you're not used to it, it definitely is one of those.
Sure, if you want. When? I'll have to go get ingredients and make it. We've been surviving on holiday leftovers and takeout. The fridge needs a boost of something else.
[Anything to get away from the leftovers and takeout, Kate please save him.]
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