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[rubyredstained]

Oh my god.

Oh my god, Leon. Flynn has a friend who is looking for roommates and...dear LORD you will not BELIEVE the place. I went to look at it this afternoon and nearly fainted. It's a converted church and it's....oh. We can live there!

Oh.

And it's not a joke, it's real! Apparently, Flynn just knows rich people who buy big houses and don't want to live alone in them. So it's rent free, we just chip in for utilities. You have to come see it with me!

The guy who owns it is hilarious. I do love a sarcastic wit.

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[thetimewehave.livejournal.com]

Sarcastic witty man wants to move in with roommates he's never met? How does he know I won't suffocate him with an accordion in the night?

Although this baptismal font sounds delicious blasphemous. I HAVE to see that...

[rubyredstained.livejournal.com]

I'm fairly sure he trusts Flynn's judgement and Flynn trusts mine! ;)

YES!

[thetimewehave.livejournal.com]

Well hey, I'd be happy to check out the place with you, meet the Transylvanian, take a dip in the font. Tomorrow, you say?

[rubyredstained.livejournal.com]

Yep!

[your-razvan.livejournal.com]

Sarcastic Witty Man fears not your night accordion of wrath. Ah, the children of the night. What sweet music they make.

I'm from Transylvania. It had to be said.

I'm Razvan, by the way.

[thetimewehave.livejournal.com]

Sarcastic Witty Man misunderestimates the accordion power, for lo, has he ever jammed in full accordion blow out mode as the sun rose grey over Londontown? It hast a mighty powerful spell.

I'm Leon. My accordion's name is Hyacinth.

[your-razvan.livejournal.com]

Well you'll just have to prove me wrong then, won't you?

Pretty. My hat's name is Daisy.