....And she was pouting again. "Well, I'm not a puppy, so it stands ta reason that my puppy eyes wouldn't be very good," she said petulantly. Then she bounced on the balls of her feet and tugged at the edge of Adam's t-shirt. "C'mon, Adam! Don't you wanna see Brian in a jester hat for the rest of the evenin'? I know you do." Let it never be said that she was mature in the face of funny hats.
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Date: 2007-01-14 11:35 pm (UTC)