04 ❧

Sep. 4th, 2010 12:11 am
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[The rich scent of roses was too overpowering for the entire thing to be a dream. Waking up with a full bouquet in your arms tended to drive that fact home. In fact, waking up with an armful of roses was not a bad start to the morning-- or evening, for that matter.

Except that it was hard to tell what time of the day it was, what's with the lack of natural light. Pricking your fingers and bare neck on the thorns took away from the pleasantness, as well.]


Owwwwwwww!

Date: 2010-09-06 06:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] armywithcountry.livejournal.com
[He is not even going to think about the mental images, he is just going to repress it like he always does.]

. . . maybe it's one of this room's tricks? Oh man, they already have us talking about babies, I'm not falling for any more of their witchcraft!

Date: 2010-09-06 09:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] muskatli.livejournal.com
[It's her turn to pull at the door handle this time, grabbing and yanking]

If it was really witchcraft they'd have possessed our actual bodies long before we woke up here, genius.