"Holy shit, yes," Kate answered, jumping down from the washer to wander over to her. That was the sort of thing that Marshall would never believe, but seeing a picture would make it perfectly real for Kate. Even though she knew stuff like that could be faked, it didn't matter. She knew somehow that it would be real.
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Date: 2011-10-23 09:38 pm (UTC)