Mischief Makers (officially open)

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*grins at Thyri* Have you been hitting the cider already this evening? ;)

And desperate times call for desperate measures, Glad!!!! But I found some Baileys... So a two-fer... Sweet and tipsy (maybe).
 
You are most welcome... :)

Am headed to bed... Hoping to actually sleep tonight... Plzplzplz!

Sweet dreams and sticky fingers! :kiss:
 
damn phone, hugs Thyri back kissing her softly, "Sleep well darling, I will see you tomorrow."
 
He calls to his guitar and then is singing softly.


Paralyzed and you don't know why
Feeling like somebody's fool
Try to find some peace of mind
Maybe you're hiding the truth
Thought it'd be better in a world so cold
But I want to tell you what I've been told

Life ain't that bad,
Look what you have
When the highs aren't so high
Just do what you can
A world you can change
And a life you choose
'Cause somewhere out there
Somebody wishes they were you

In your eyes I see the fight
Of someone with nothing to lose
Change alone's not set in stone
'Cause I see a lot left in you
Thought it'd be better in a world so cold
But I want to tell you what I've been told

Life ain't that bad,
Look what you have
When the highs aren't so high
Just do what you can
A world you can change
And a life you choose
'Cause somewhere out there somebody wishes they were you.

"I owe my life to this song at least once, its one of the songs that's always helped me through dark times.
 
*teeth chattering violently, she slips inside the cabin to grab the thickest blanket she could find before huddling in front of the fireplace mumbling something about justifiable homicide for hubbies who fail to gas up the snow blower before leaving on yet another business trip*
 
-Ambling into the cabin unaffected by the cold weather except for his breath being seen momentarily. He'd flop himself onto the couch beside Angel with a grin and jingling of the bell dangling from his collar-

''Hey little sister, cold enough for you is it?''
 
*teeth no longer chattering, but still feeling a chill deep in her bones despite the nee layers of clothes, a thick blanket, a fire and a coffee spiked with mommy juice*

Evening, Wolfias... I'd prefer a wee bit of thaw at the moment...
 
*Sneaks up behind the two on the couch, peeking up over the back cushions to listen to their conversation.*


Oooh! Angel, I like that picture!
 
I wouldn't want to get you in any trouble with the Big Guy. So I guess naked time is out of the question?
 
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