ashockingbitch (
ashockingbitch) wrote in
fandomtownies2008-11-21 11:00 am
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Pixie Dust, Friday
Jenny was pleased to find when she came in for work on Friday that nothing had changed.
She was even more pleased to go in the back room, find a trash can, throw that thing Cullen had made her wear in it, and add lighter fluid and a match. Burn, baby, burn.
Pixie Dust was open, and any lingering aroma of smoke was purely your imagination.
She was even more pleased to go in the back room, find a trash can, throw that thing Cullen had made her wear in it, and add lighter fluid and a match. Burn, baby, burn.
Pixie Dust was open, and any lingering aroma of smoke was purely your imagination.
