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haraamisHAPPY BIRTHDAY, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
darthanne!
*snuggleloves* All the best from the bottom of my heart. As a special gift, I will refrain from making any comments about age and present you this:
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Snapshot
Raking a hand through his hair, Quatre leaned back in his comfortable office chair, resting his head against the back of the chair for a moment. He closed his eyes, bringing the chair to a gentle swinging, and contemplated the fact that it was half past seven in the morning, his birthday, and a seemingly endless day was awaiting him. Sighing, he slowly opened his eyes and reached for the small pile of mail, which no doubt would grow to a frightening size before he'd even had his second coffee.
On top of the pile lay a pale grey manila envelope with no indication as to what it contained. Quatre turned it a few times pondering, looking for any kind of hint, then shrugged and opened it. A photograph slipped out, and Quatre barely managed to catch it before it fell to the floor. Throwing a careless look at the picture, he did a classic double take, almost choking on his own spit. His eyes widened as he stared, face going from pale to bright red and then back to his normal color, with a tinge of pink remaining on his cheeks.
Still looking at the photograph, he smirked slowly, leaning back in his chair once more after having pressed the call button on his phone. Waiting for his assistant to answer, he resumed his earlier swinging in the chair, tapping the edge of the picture against his chin. The day was definitely looking up.
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*smirks* Yes, I'm evil. Yes, I'm leaving it there. I'm sure your imagination will be all to happy to provide you with more.
*smooch*
darthanne!*snuggleloves* All the best from the bottom of my heart. As a special gift, I will refrain from making any comments about age and present you this:
***
Snapshot
Raking a hand through his hair, Quatre leaned back in his comfortable office chair, resting his head against the back of the chair for a moment. He closed his eyes, bringing the chair to a gentle swinging, and contemplated the fact that it was half past seven in the morning, his birthday, and a seemingly endless day was awaiting him. Sighing, he slowly opened his eyes and reached for the small pile of mail, which no doubt would grow to a frightening size before he'd even had his second coffee.
On top of the pile lay a pale grey manila envelope with no indication as to what it contained. Quatre turned it a few times pondering, looking for any kind of hint, then shrugged and opened it. A photograph slipped out, and Quatre barely managed to catch it before it fell to the floor. Throwing a careless look at the picture, he did a classic double take, almost choking on his own spit. His eyes widened as he stared, face going from pale to bright red and then back to his normal color, with a tinge of pink remaining on his cheeks.
Still looking at the photograph, he smirked slowly, leaning back in his chair once more after having pressed the call button on his phone. Waiting for his assistant to answer, he resumed his earlier swinging in the chair, tapping the edge of the picture against his chin. The day was definitely looking up.
***
*smirks* Yes, I'm evil. Yes, I'm leaving it there. I'm sure your imagination will be all to happy to provide you with more.
*smooch*
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Date: Tuesday, 7 February 2006 06:46 pm (UTC)Thank you :) I got the LJ notification yesterday too *glomps*
*reads snippet*
But..but..but..
You can't leave it there! That's just evil!!!!
*Sulks
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Date: Wednesday, 8 February 2006 01:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: Wednesday, 8 February 2006 01:17 am (UTC)Oh, come on! That is just wrong to leave it there...
*pouts*