George was laying on the couch, taking a moment to indulge in some extravagant self-loathing.
"Not even the dogs love me," he muttered into the cushions, looking over where Bunny and Downpatrick were dozing. He heard a noise that may or may not have been Kellan doing the cat equivalent of a snort, but he ignored it. The knock at the door startled him.
"Just a minute!" he called, pulling himself to his feet and putting a shirt on. He opened the door and was very surprised to find Wrath on the other side. "Wrath?"
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Date: 2013-03-11 10:19 pm (UTC)"Not even the dogs love me," he muttered into the cushions, looking over where Bunny and Downpatrick were dozing. He heard a noise that may or may not have been Kellan doing the cat equivalent of a snort, but he ignored it. The knock at the door startled him.
"Just a minute!" he called, pulling himself to his feet and putting a shirt on. He opened the door and was very surprised to find Wrath on the other side. "Wrath?"