Picfic 18/9 or 9/18 if you insist :-)
Sep. 19th, 2012 12:44 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
He should get up and do something. Anything. No use just sitting here wallowing. He sighed loudly. This was ridiculous.
Illya continued to stare at the floor thinking, not for the first time, that he should have bought a more comfortable sofa. But even the springs playing havoc with his rear end couldn’t rouse him to action.
He could read a book – he had a pile borrowed from the library. He could eat – there must be something in the fridge. He could drink, listen to music.
He wanted to do none of these things...except perhaps drink.
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