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100wordsTitle: Drowning Cats
Original (or) Fandom: Angel
Rating: G/K
Notes: Lorne yearns for a change, and particularly something lighter on his head.
Sometimes, he wishes he could read people when they do other things besides their feeble efforts at music. It would certainly help, he thinks, flicking his trench's collar up and scowling as he sinks lower in his seat, to keep his horns and head from hurting. Too many of his regulars sound like drowning, or at least struggling, cats. Poetry readings or comedy standups would be a nice change of pace, but no, it's got to be music! Lorne sighs, grumbling under his breath, and signals one of his girls to bring him another drink to nurse his building migraine.
The End
Original (or) Fandom: Angel
Rating: G/K
Notes: Lorne yearns for a change, and particularly something lighter on his head.
Sometimes, he wishes he could read people when they do other things besides their feeble efforts at music. It would certainly help, he thinks, flicking his trench's collar up and scowling as he sinks lower in his seat, to keep his horns and head from hurting. Too many of his regulars sound like drowning, or at least struggling, cats. Poetry readings or comedy standups would be a nice change of pace, but no, it's got to be music! Lorne sighs, grumbling under his breath, and signals one of his girls to bring him another drink to nurse his building migraine.
The End
