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fandomhighdorms2020-04-13 03:54 pm
cypher_can_fly) wrote in fandomhighdorms2020-04-13 03:54 pm
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The Roof, Monday Afternoon
Well, Owen had learned one very important lesson these past 48 hours: he was absolutely, positively, totally not ready to be a father.
Still, that wasn't any reason to be weird about it, right? Or at least... weirder... than... a certain treshold of weird. Yep. Yes.
"Picnic on the roof," he declared, gesturing broadly at the spread - picnic blanket, basket, food - he'd put down on the roof. He grinned sunnily at Anya and gave her a thumbs up. "Dig in!"
Oh, please have this work.
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Still, that wasn't any reason to be weird about it, right? Or at least... weirder... than... a certain treshold of weird. Yep. Yes.
"Picnic on the roof," he declared, gesturing broadly at the spread - picnic blanket, basket, food - he'd put down on the roof. He grinned sunnily at Anya and gave her a thumbs up. "Dig in!"
Oh, please have this work.
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And he did not really come with volume control.
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For the record, she was also thoroughly used to him.