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Oh man.

I'm on my break tonight, sitting outside, and I see someone come out of the store out of the corner of my eye, and, well. My heart suddenly thuds in my ears and I swear my stomach's just dropped to my feet. But I somehow manage to get the courage to call out, "Ohmygod Lance!"

And, yeah. There he is. With his girlfriend. Hey, isn't that just a kick in the pants. But we hugged, and he seemed really happy to see me, which, you know. We talked for a little bit, about school, friends, etc. And. I don't know. It really threw me for a loop, seeing him again, but hell if it didn't make my night. In a sad sort of way, really.

And by the way, working the closing shift four nights in a row is freaking exhausting.

THESE just, kind of, ngh! I have a continuing love affair with Jensen's boots, because SERIOUSLY.

I'm here to serve you, master. Aaaaand Satan!

( I? I have the greatest friends ever. )

I wanted to dress up or something, but I've been so, so busy these past couple weeks, wah. Oh well.

And because it is Halloween, The Pit of Ultimate Darkness! Ahahah omg.

TIME TO WATCH HOUSE.