It shouldn't fit. These places only come with mini-fridges and halves at best. She shouldn't be amused, but she is, even when she's not surprised in the slightest somehow either. That he doesn't have to fight with the box or the fridge. Or. Well. Anything. Angel. It just makes her smile, oddly, crossing the space left toward. "Yes."
"Are you?" Jo raised a hand, with a gesture toward pretty much everything to her side. The wall, the lamp, the table, the chairs, the bed. Even though she doesn't look at any of those things, or anything at all, in fact, except him. "You got me home all safe and sound from the terrible, scary bar that I, obviously, never could have walked home alone from."
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Date: 2016-04-27 05:19 am (UTC)From:It shouldn't fit. These places only come with mini-fridges and halves at best. She shouldn't be amused, but she is, even when she's not surprised in the slightest somehow either. That he doesn't have to fight with the box or the fridge. Or. Well. Anything. Angel. It just makes her smile, oddly, crossing the space left toward. "Yes."
"Are you?" Jo raised a hand, with a gesture toward pretty much everything to her side. The wall, the lamp, the table, the chairs, the bed. Even though she doesn't look at any of those things, or anything at all, in fact, except him. "You got me home all safe and sound from the terrible, scary bar that I, obviously, never could have walked home alone from."