When we got flooded for a week last October, my kidlet came up to me and was all: "Mommy, is it because I said "rain rain go away come again another day" too many times?" Don't know if she got that from school or her own brain but I was OH NOES, it's not your fault.
Still. Better safe than sorry. I shall not commence with some future-impacting raindance by wishing the rain away to return some other day. XD Instead, I shall wish you much delicious smut. Words. I mean words. Smut words.
Still. Better safe than sorry. I shall not commence with some future-impacting raindance by wishing the rain away to return some other day. XD Instead, I shall wish you much delicious smut. Words. I mean words. Smut words.
Dreams come in a size too big so we can grow into them.