May 24th, 2005

Van Helsing No D

Fictionlet

Brigid sighed. "You don't bring me flowers any more."

Greg blinked. "I've never brought you flowers. But I suppose I could start if you really want me to."

"Actually, I don't," Brigid said. "I can't stand flowers, the smell gives me a headache."

"Then why did you bring it up?"

"I was baiting you."

Greg nodded. "I thought as much."

-The Gneech

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