Saturday, July 10, 2004
Jere stood up from the fridge, two beers clutched in his hand and looked at them strangely. "What have you done?" he asked suspiciously, not buying the halos floating above the two heads.
"Us? Done anything?" Tony asked, his voice and face showing fake astonishment that Jere could think they were capable of doing a thing.
Halos. HUHAUHAHAAHA.
"When have we ever got you involved in anything?" Tony called after him, laughing lightly as he knew full well that the two of them had indeed, on numerous occasions, pulled Jere and other unsuspecting victims into their traps.
"Do you want me to answer that or shall I just glare?" Jere asked, smirking as he shut the door behind him.
Oh...Cute shit.
Read the oh-so-long Matt/Jere fiction here.....
Yeap, yeap. Another MEST-filled entry.
Check this out. Funny shit.
Envy drowned in words at 07:31
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