Sullivan is settling in well -- he's now at the stage where he figures this is his house, and as such, he's entitled to worry every time there's a sound he doesn't recognize.

I am hella busy with work for the next *counts on fingers* 1323626 days, so I may not get much time for LJ or writing until next week.

But for now there's this: posted in haste, to be repented at leisure. *g*

Rating: I don't know yet, but knowing me, at least R
Pairing: MR/TW
Summary: AU. Trapped somewhere between angst and humour.
A/N: Never happened. Except the tiny bits that did, and those have been completely turned to my own purposes. Feedback is like a very sexily-made cappuccino.

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( You Keep Me High, 7/? )