svmadelyn, AKA Ether....
You either get online
right now to entertain me or there will be
triplets.
And in a very traumatizing way.
ETA: I WIN! I WIN! And it only took--well. Almost an hour.
Come play on AIM,
thecaelum. Traumatizing
svmadelyn is like fine wine. You never get tired of it!
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And you said once or twice! I SAVED THE CONVO. YOU SAID ONCE OR TWICE NOT SIX WEEKS. No take-backs! No take-backs!
*flails discontentedly!*
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He listened, because there wasn't anywhere else to go, and Lex was there, and sometimes, Clark couldn't tune out his voice, even through the door. It was business as usual, except that Clark had a cold and was resting in another room, not up to public appeareances or intrepid reporters. Chloe was conspicuously absent, but Lois was there at every press conference, one hand bandaged beneath the smooth leather of her gloves.
Lex said it was just sex, that mistake, in their bed, the only safe room in the world.
Lex said, it didn't mean anything, but that tells Clark it meant everything.
He thinks, now, that his cold got worse then.
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Fine. Coming on. Should I see one word about babies or pregnancies, it's you and the ether until May 10th. *smiles sunnily*