April 24th, 2007

andrew

Quagmire

Go to the country, she'd said. It'll be relaxing, she said.

Andrew shivered as a rivulet of water ran down his spine. Sneezing loudly, he pulled his jacket tighter and continued trudging along the muddy track.

Battling the near horizontal rain, Andrew wondered if he could dig up a spell to turn Willow into an inanimate object.

The sound of an approaching vehicle derailed his train of thought. Andrew was surprised when the car pulled along side him and a dark-haired Scotsman offered him a lift. Gratefully accepting, Andrew was delighted that his weekend away was finally looking up.

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