Cayce got up from where she was sitting on the stairs to the second level. "Uh huh. Well, it worked." She stifled a yawn. "Least none of us have to go to work in the morning. So what's this I hear about you trying to bust into Club 33 while wearing my face?"
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timeasmymeasure
Re: Note slipped under radio room door.
Date: 2008-05-22 03:10 pm (UTC)