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robinthefrog.livejournal.com) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2008-01-11 06:07 pm
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The Roof, Friday Afternoon
There was snow. And a mischievous feeling frog. Therefore, there were now snowballs being hurled from the roof to the unsuspecting passers by. Of course they were wee tiny frog sized snow balls, but snowballs all the same.
[open like an open thing. Up to you whether the snow ball hits or misses. Or you could just hang out. Either way.]
[open like an open thing. Up to you whether the snow ball hits or misses. Or you could just hang out. Either way.]
