by Brnin8r » Fri Aug 24, 2007 2:38 pm
Katori stood silently, as Will usually did before this new job. She moved to the dining table and awaited breakfast. She leaned back in her chair and put her feet on the table. Will didn't really care if Nova didn't like it, but he had that itching feeling at the back of his head as his new instincts wondered about it. She looked to Nova, "So...What's for breakfast?" a sly smirk on her face. This was Will, he had gotten control, and he wasn't planning on letting go too soon.
It's not about how much dough you make -- it's about how delicious a pizza you eat at the end.
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