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Room 222, Sunday Afternoon
Jan. 17th, 2010 06:32 pmCold. Cold. Still cold. Freezing.
Warren was doing his best to keep a sour look off of his face as he huddled down a little deeper into the blankets that had appeared just in time for this blizzard, trying not to look out the window at the falling snow. Even his wings were shaking. Which made for interesting times with a playful kitten making her way up onto the bed.
"Do you suppose if I ordered out for a pizza or something, it would still be hot by the time it got here?"
The things that you pondered when you've been freezing for nearly two days, yes.
[Door closed, post open for anybody seeking out the members of Team Frozen.]
Warren was doing his best to keep a sour look off of his face as he huddled down a little deeper into the blankets that had appeared just in time for this blizzard, trying not to look out the window at the falling snow. Even his wings were shaking. Which made for interesting times with a playful kitten making her way up onto the bed.
"Do you suppose if I ordered out for a pizza or something, it would still be hot by the time it got here?"
The things that you pondered when you've been freezing for nearly two days, yes.
[Door closed, post open for anybody seeking out the members of Team Frozen.]
