This kiss would have to last them a lifetime, or until she moved on, which would happen in a few hours. So it was very, very sweet, and there were even tears glimmering in her eyes. It was so the audience could sympathize with her, and make up theories that she was mentally unbalanced and not just an evil psychopathic killer for no good reason.
Good thing Cindy had insisted on the waterproof mascara.
"Drink, my lord," she said, handing over the wine glass. With its new spices. The ones that weren't poison.
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Re: The Picnic!
Date: 2011-09-11 10:31 pm (UTC)Good thing Cindy had insisted on the waterproof mascara.
"Drink, my lord," she said, handing over the wine glass. With its new spices. The ones that weren't poison.