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to the beemobile!
Apr. 1st, 2003 11:12 am"Do you have to wear that costume?"
Britney looked at Lance with her eyebrows raised. "It's part of the show," she said, slowly, as if he were stupid. Her manicured hands flipped up and down, gesturing at the green, the leafy stuff, the gaps of skin. "It cost a ton of money, Lance. I can't help it if you don't like green."
"I like green," Lance mumbled. Justin was peering at him curiously, drawn by the pique in Britney's voice, and Lance turned away. He couldn't tell Britney that she reminded him of the arbouretum, being pinned by vales of rangoon creeper and choking on the thick sweet scent while Poison Ivy prowled around him. He couldn't tell her that she smelled the same, that she looked like Ivy, wild and unpredictable.
He didn't want to tell Justin.
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note to self: your sister is evil. plus, work on robin!lance some more.
Britney looked at Lance with her eyebrows raised. "It's part of the show," she said, slowly, as if he were stupid. Her manicured hands flipped up and down, gesturing at the green, the leafy stuff, the gaps of skin. "It cost a ton of money, Lance. I can't help it if you don't like green."
"I like green," Lance mumbled. Justin was peering at him curiously, drawn by the pique in Britney's voice, and Lance turned away. He couldn't tell Britney that she reminded him of the arbouretum, being pinned by vales of rangoon creeper and choking on the thick sweet scent while Poison Ivy prowled around him. He couldn't tell her that she smelled the same, that she looked like Ivy, wild and unpredictable.
He didn't want to tell Justin.
--
note to self: your sister is evil. plus, work on robin!lance some more.
