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ashockingbitch) wrote2008-04-28 12:55 pm
Room 401, Monday Morning
Jenny was sound asleep, drooling blissfully onto her pillow, when...
"MUMMY!"
Well, that had been nice while it lasted. "No, go away!" Like that would work.
"MUMMY!"
Well, that had been nice while it lasted. "No, go away!" Like that would work.
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Just as soon as she got out of bed.
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They'd better hope they'd inherited their mother's iron constitution, or they were going to have lung cancer before they were twenty.