[ If he dumps a bucket of water on her head she may kill him. He's still working out boundaries here okay. Naked tantrum = acceptable, apparently, but this is, uh...
Oh, dammit. ]
No, higher up. You've still got some.
[ Dammit. ]
No, here. [ It's not a bucketful of water, just a double palmful, and it dissolves the biggest remaining patch of blight into disgusting rivulets. There's no way that's good for the grass. ]
no subject
Oh, dammit. ]
No, higher up. You've still got some.
[ Dammit. ]
No, here. [ It's not a bucketful of water, just a double palmful, and it dissolves the biggest remaining patch of blight into disgusting rivulets. There's no way that's good for the grass. ]