Suddenly, there is the sound of a great choir, as if from some distance. From a ray of light descends a figure. She sits in the spare armchair and folds her arms over her chest, glaring.
"Excuse me! We were talking. What the hell is taking you so long?"
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Date: 2015-01-13 11:37 pm (UTC)"Excuse me! We were talking. What the hell is taking you so long?"