Saturday, July 3, 2010

Just that.

She's sitting in the passanger seat, eyes closed, exhausted. It's been a long, taxing day. Her hair's a crow nest, her stomach's grumbling and she's a bit pissed that she hasn't got a comb around.

Funny, really, how she forgets all that with a few words on that small screen.

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