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Author: [livejournal.com profile] simplysly
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Psh, please.

Colin lead the way into the kitchen, stopping to turn off the fire system on the way. By the time he and the police officers had made into the kitchen (still a mess from earlier in the evening), and the coffee was percolating happily, Ryan and Greg had joined them (Ryan looking rather amusing with Colin's bathrobe wrapped around him). The officers took in the mess that was the soup, garbage, juices, and pans all over the floor, and decided that perhaps they had better not ask for the moment. Chairs were found, and soon every one was seated, cup of coffee in hand (although, Greg looked like he was falling asleep in his).

Colin's fingers found the edges of his napkin, and he began to worry it, tearing tiny strips off as he talked.

“It all started with the soup...”


Sue, your word is oscillating.

January 2016

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