“It must be down ‘ere.”
“We’re going to be late. I’m buying you a damn sat nav for Christmas.”
“I ken where I'm goin’.” Paddy growled and threw the Hilux around the next corner. “See, I ken it were ‘ere.”
Troy glanced across at his mate and rolled his eyes. They had shared the long drive down, though Paddy insisted on be the one to drive in town because Troy still drove as though the pedestrian’s use of the road was somehow optional. Paddy on the other hand had no sense of direction unless he
Aww, Nosty!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!
(how could you let me be on chat with you for hours and not say anything. in punishment i will slobber all over you at the next opportunity)
there is an epilogue, it's not all over until it's over.the brogue is much easier to understand when you sound it out. i sit on the sofa sounding out bear sounds personally...
They spent the last weekend mucking around in the lake with their friends. Jeanine and Noah were friends after their short spate of flirting and subsequent trips into the woods. The two humans were not as good at hiding as Paddy and Troy were, and the shifters had been on their way to being naked, running through the woodlands, when they happened across their friends up against a tree. Paddy had giggled about the look on Noah’s face for hours afterwards.
It had been hard to hug Jeanine, Benny a
the tree is up, right on schedule. the house smells like cinnamon and oranges. there are candles everywhere and my husband still doesn't understand The Goons. oh well.
my favourite ever webcomic was METANOIA (by Jesse Haijeck). he abandoned it somewhere in book three, which means there's loads to go and read, but doe someone like me who followed it from the beginning, it's very sad.
I no longer read webcomics that aren't finished and buyable/downloadable because i hate it when they vanish. Like Shayla (all sorts of f/m/f/f/m/m/ pairings) with furries. guy stopped paying for his website, whole comic, gone.
The following morning there is a note stuffed into my locker.
Missed you leaving. Nice package. E x
And my heart thumps really hard a dozen times while I read it, and then tuck it into the pocket of my jeans. Well, it’s nice that someone noticed in a good way.
I got a text from Jim about an hour after dinner telling me he was sorry, which probably means Derrick ripped him a new one about what happened at the pool. Neither of them was in the car park when I arrived, but it’s still early. Havin