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Post by Pheobe Halliwell Turner on Nov 29, 2006 3:57:21 GMT
I snuck into the lounge, the fire was long dead and the room was chilled. Snow blanketed the outside of the castle making everything a white perfection. I sat on a skushy chair and drew my legs under my robes. Flicking a finger at the fireplace a fire rumbled to life and I smiled slightly.
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Post by Matt Halliwell on Nov 30, 2006 8:49:33 GMT
I orbed into the louge...the school hadn't looked this nice in forever. I saw Pheobe "Hey hey hows my favorite Aunt??"
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Post by Pheobe Halliwell Turner on Nov 30, 2006 8:50:14 GMT
I looked at Matt, "yea, dude that's just a little weird."
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Post by Matt Halliwell on Nov 30, 2006 8:55:10 GMT
"What?" I said a little confused not thing of the whole future past thing.
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Post by Pheobe Halliwell Turner on Nov 30, 2006 8:56:11 GMT
"Everyone is sucky with tenses and such. It's all good, though."
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Post by Matt Halliwell on Nov 30, 2006 22:26:22 GMT
"Yeah I hate tenses," I smiled at her. She was always so soild...I could always turn to her.
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Post by Pheobe Halliwell Turner on Dec 1, 2006 0:04:18 GMT
I smiled, "runs in the family. Prue was the worst with it when we went back to the past. Oh, I miss her." I wrapped my arms around me.
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