Your kitchen is someplace you never go, because you "have people for that." There's a Chocolatessen, which is rapidly becoming your favorite room of the house. Having one is also becoming a trend among your wealthy neighbors. Your master bedroom is the size of a small barn, with carpet thick enough to reach your ankles. Your study has every language reference book ever written, including now-useless titles like Learn Javascript 2.0! and C++ Programming for Windows 95. (Why are you keeping those?) One of your garages holds your collection of ferraris, and is measured in acreage.
Your home also includes a guest wing and private quarters for your servants. Your guests enjoy your collection of every console and associated game ever made. Except the Intellivision -- those controllers drive them NUTS. Outside is your hedge maze and gardens, meticulously tended by a team of world-class botanists.
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likesthecoat) wrote2007-09-27 04:12 pm
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*slides my arms around you and kisses your hair*
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Mmm. My happy place.
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What a coincidence. It's mine too.
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Only fitting, all things considered. You and me, wherever we are.
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Just a place where we can be together.
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Yes, that's what I mean. Love should be shelter.
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Then we must be doing something right.
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*I love you so much, baby.
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God, I love you too, darling.
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