[ It was over? He couldn't believe it. Maybe it actually worked! He was slumped over his broom, griping it for support, and looked up. It hadn't worked...
He was exhausted from taking the attacks that assaulted him. Was she really done? That smile on her face... It had stopped for now, though, and he took the food he had from his bag. This should make him feel better! He felt stronger already!
Except for the poison that the pickles delivered to his body... ]
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Date: 2010-06-07 12:00 am (UTC)He was exhausted from taking the attacks that assaulted him. Was she really done? That smile on her face... It had stopped for now, though, and he took the food he had from his bag. This should make him feel better! He felt stronger already!
Except for the poison that the pickles delivered to his body... ]