Magnus Burnsides (
magnusrushesin) wrote2019-12-23 04:32 pm
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Outside MCA #9, Monday afternoon
Magnus had gone out to select the best Candlenights tree he could find to share the holiday with Octavia.
"Man, fruitcake aren't really what i was hoping for as a fun fight," he grumbled, hefting the tree up over his shoulder. His big, buff, beefy boy shoulder. "Octavia! I really hope you're home..."
Oh, he really should have checked that first.
[for the gal in question, but hallways are open!]
"Man, fruitcake aren't really what i was hoping for as a fun fight," he grumbled, hefting the tree up over his shoulder. His big, buff, beefy boy shoulder. "Octavia! I really hope you're home..."
Oh, he really should have checked that first.
[for the gal in question, but hallways are open!]
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"Then there's nothing to worry about!"
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Not worrying was not that easy, Magnus! Especially when you barely wanted to admit you were doing it in the first place.
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"We can make him an ornament for when he gets back."