Harvestman inspects his digs with a clear look of amusement, clearly struggling with which smart remark to say first. "You know, I was thinking of getting around to trying on one of these things."
He grabs the comforter from the bed on the way out to the porch, because fuck it, why not. "You sure about the white, though? Its kinda... Misleading."
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Date: 2014-05-26 02:07 am (UTC)He grabs the comforter from the bed on the way out to the porch, because fuck it, why not. "You sure about the white, though? Its kinda... Misleading."