When Angel is put away in his box, far away from this...alternate universe you've created, do you store his arm with him? Or is it casually thrown into a drawer, his whimpers ignored? One day your cruelty will come back to haunt you. Don't say I didn't warn you.
I can't believe the little hobbit man is sitting on his hat.
Buffy's pants, her continued fragility, are still making me hysterical. Mmm....wood? What are you doing to me?!?!?
A++++. Even though I see no rooster.
Date: 2008-05-20 03:50 am (UTC)When Angel is put away in his box, far away from this...alternate universe you've created, do you store his arm with him? Or is it casually thrown into a drawer, his whimpers ignored? One day your cruelty will come back to haunt you. Don't say I didn't warn you.
I can't believe the little hobbit man is sitting on his hat.
Buffy's pants, her continued fragility, are still making me hysterical. Mmm....wood? What are you doing to me?!?!?
Dear god, mere. Dear god!