Carefully taking a pillow and placing it in his lap, Ted mumbles, “Think I outta be getting home, sleep this off.”
“Can’t do that either,” Higgins says, grimacing sympathetically. “You’ll have to, ah, burn it out.”
(In which Ted gets dosed with sex pollen, and Trent and Rebecca work together to help him through it.)
"Your husband is a schmuck to eat out when he's got a dish like you at home."
Maria's not sure how it all happened, really.
In 1992, HAL is born on a college campus in Illinois.
but boys are made for love, and so are you.
A little bit of contextless silliness, written for Elise. Mild Jehan-related naughtiness and an impatient Grantaire.
Everything is going to plan up until the precise moment it starts to fall apart.
What is love, listeners? What is it about the nature of love that makes the threat of harm so integral to its existence? If we were to pry open the human heart from its delicate cage and carefully carve into it with a scalpel, we would find no evidence of love.
May tries not to think about everything Jasmine does for her.
Beauty and the Beast - sort of. Thanks to stealstheashes on LJ for the beta.