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fandomtownies2008-04-14 04:09 am
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The Park, early Monday 4/14
Sunrise. Stan had been having trouble sleeping the past few nights and was up before daybreak; trying to go back to sleep was futile. With a sigh, he prepared for his day, inwardly cursing insomnia.
A quick breakfast, a short shower, and a long walk later, he was watching the sun break through the clouds, armed with a bag of bread and a mug of tea.
He was not, however, prepared for the weetiny sheep that were attatching themselves to his pants cuffs.
A quick breakfast, a short shower, and a long walk later, he was watching the sun break through the clouds, armed with a bag of bread and a mug of tea.
He was not, however, prepared for the weetiny sheep that were attatching themselves to his pants cuffs.