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Right, so I've admitted it to myself at least.
Even if I can't fucking remember most of it.
But how the hell am I gonna explain that to Harry? Hey, I slept with my best friend on that holiday, and now I think I'm in
No, no. Not going there.
But how am I...how will he...and what about...
Maybe I should just tell him. But I just covered the fact that I can't! Fucking hell...I have to tell him.
I'm gonna tell him.
Even if I can't fucking remember most of it.
But how the hell am I gonna explain that to Harry? Hey, I slept with my best friend on that holiday, and now I think I'm in
No, no. Not going there.
But how am I...how will he...and what about...
Maybe I should just tell him. But I just covered the fact that I can't! Fucking hell...I have to tell him.
I'm gonna tell him.
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Date: 2005-02-18 09:01 am (UTC)Jess: *from other room – perplexed voice* What?
Angel: *rolls eyes and yells toward door* Sorry, I forgot I needed to talk slow and use small words. Flowers? Shop that sells them?
Jess: *mumbling from other room* Yeah, there’s one. The number is in the book by the phone. Why?
Angel: Well they aren’t for you, so what do you care?
Jess: *small snarl – gets quiet and decides to start drinking early today*
Angel: *dials phone* Yea, I need to order some flowers. Send em to Harry Fu – uh Harry Sinclair, Palace, Balize. Yeah, I want daffodils, bilberry, anemone and adder’s tongue and apocynum. *pauses* I don’t give a shit how it looks – those are the ones I want. They have such special meanings. *laughter peals out*
Jess: *hears laughter - cringes and hides*
Meanings. (http://www.usabride.com/wedplan/a_flowers_meaning.html)