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fandomtownies2026-02-17 10:46 am
joan_of_bark) wrote in fandomtownies2026-02-17 10:46 am
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Pick Your Poison, Tuesday
There was a song stuck in Pam's head. It hadn't been there when she left Gotham in the morning, but it had popped into her mind the moment she spotted the flowering plant sitting on a shelf by the bath products, and--
"So I'll continue to continue... to pretend, my life-- will never end..."
Ugh. What was that. Simon and Garfunkel? Oh well. She moved the plant on the shelf, to make sure it got more sunlight, and--
And flowers never bend with the rainfall..."
Oh well. She wasn't really a music person, but she supposed Harley must have been in some kind of mood that morning. Maybe she just hadn't noticed the radio?
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"So I'll continue to continue... to pretend, my life-- will never end..."
Ugh. What was that. Simon and Garfunkel? Oh well. She moved the plant on the shelf, to make sure it got more sunlight, and--
And flowers never bend with the rainfall..."
Oh well. She wasn't really a music person, but she supposed Harley must have been in some kind of mood that morning. Maybe she just hadn't noticed the radio?
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She breezed in through the door with a particularly sing-songy "Hello!"