2005-04-09

kabeleced: (red flowers -- blank)
2005-04-09 03:42 am

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[[OOC: First this, then this and this.]]

A thought, that's barely more than "I'd like to go home" now, and hardly that articulated, and Reg's in the Threshold again. His aim's decent tonight, luckily; he's only a few feet away from the bed. He undresses in jerky motions, leaving the clothes where they fall. Climbing into the bed, he notices -- for the first time tonight, which is almost surprising -- Desire's there as well. And so he clings.