The only reason she hadn't hung up was because she was in the middle of a fantasy that involved her embedding a crowbar in her UNIT counterpart's head and was still contemplating exactly what kind of noise it would make. As the woman rephrased her query again, Gwen decided; wet, with a solid thunk.



- mood:
sleepy
- noise:the weatherman
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I'd be more than happy to co-mod with
A mail was waiting for me this morning :D