[For obvious reasons, Bow had not been asleep. It was so infuriating the way the living needed to waste 8 hours of their lives everyday in a coma. What on earth was she supposed to do? Surprising people in their sleep was only so entertaining the first dozen times, and after that, it was pretty much all the same. At 5 o'clock in the morning, therefore, Bow is practicing her poltergeist imitations when the box in the corner suddenly comes to life.]
What in the name of Jaydes . . . ? A talking box. How droll.
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Date: 2009-11-10 04:56 am (UTC)What in the name of Jaydes . . . ? A talking box. How droll.