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laniew1“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Britney fidgeted on the doorstep next to him. JC rolled his eyes again. She’d asked the same question four times since they’d left his house.
TITLE: Every Good Plan… Has Dinner With The Fatone’s – JC/Britney, JC/Justin
SERIES: Every Good Plan
Author: Melanie
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing at all, least of all those contained within.
This is a series, you should really read these first …
Every Good Plan… Has A Beginning
Every Good Plan… Has Its Opposition
Every Good Plan… Has A First Date
Every Good Plan… Has An Intervention Staged By A Boyband
Every Good Plan… Has A Double Date with Ex’s
Every Good Plan… Has More Plans
Every Good Plan… Has Ring Catalogs
Every Good Plan… Has A Felony Committed By A Boyband
Every Good Plan… Has A Boyband on Tour
Every Good Plan… Has Girl Talk & Boy Talk
Every Good Plan… Has A Regrouping of Allies
Every Good Plan… Has Dinner With The Fatone’s
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Britney fidgeted on the doorstep next to him. JC rolled his eyes again. She’d asked the same question four times since they’d left his house. He’d answered the same way each time so he really didn’t think she required yet another response.
“Are you sure it was a good idea leaving Nick Carter alone, in my house?” he shot back. The safe was secure, the studio was locked (the only key dangling from the key ring in his pocket), most valuables were too heavy to be carted off in the short time they’d be gone.
But the phone was still there and god if Justin tried to call and Nick answered it, which somehow JC knew he would. Justin and Nick hated each other and the only thing that kept them from killing each other was that it wouldn’t be very good publicity.
Although he wouldn’t have put it past them to have several scenarios set up that would look accidental and be anything but just in case an opening arose.
He knew that both had put considerable effort into figuring out new and distressing ways to annoy each other, it would be nothing for Nick to pick up the phone and say ‘hi Justin, JC’s not available at the moment, can I take a message?’ At least Justin still had Chris, Lance and Trace with him to keep him from reaching through the phone and killing the Boy.
“You wanted to be able to talk to him when we got back.”
“I also wanted to have, you know, belongings when I got back as well.”
“I think if Nick wanted to steal anything from your house he would have already done so,” Britney’s nose wrinkled. “I mean it seems that the guy can walk through fucking walls so your puny little alarm system isn’t going to keep him out.”
And there was that. He still wasn’t sure how exactly Nick had gotten in. Even as absentminded as he knew he could be he knew, without a doubt that he’d set the alarm before he and Britney had left for the photo shoot.
The alarm system that only he and the guys and his parents and Britney knew the security code for… and he was pretty damn sure that none of them would have voluntarily given them up to Nick Carter of all people.
Except Britney had been working with Nick in the time he’d been gone and maybe…
The door being flung open saved him from having to buy Britney something expensive, because somehow he knew that the retort on the tip of his tongue would not be taken in the manner that he probably would have intended it.
She could be so sensitive sometimes.
“Joey,” Kelly grinned down at them as she yelled over her shoulder. “They’re here.”
Joey appeared behind her as she ushered them in. She hugged JC tightly before allowing him to pass, smiled down at Britney at she closed the door.
“They just got here,” Joey was saying into the phone pressed to his ear. Lance he mouthed as JC watched him curiously.
“Why don’t you help Joey destroy the kitchen,” Kelly said touching his back lightly and pushing both men towards the room in question. “I’m going to show Britney the wedding plans… maybe it’ll give her some ideas.”
“I don’t think…” Britney started at the same time as JC’s, “I think we were planning on hiring somebody to do it.”
Britney stared at him with wide eyes as JC tried his best to look guileless and innocent. He wasn’t doing a very good job if Kelly’s narrowed eyes were any indication.
“Pish,” she frowned. “Every girl wants to plan their own wedding… you’re not letting him pick out the ring are you?” she asked as she tightened her grip on Britney’s arm, dragging her away. “JC has got the most atrocious taste in jewelry; you’ll end up with something resembling costume jewelry… I’ve got this number for this guy that designs stuff… he did our set...”
Britney shot one last desperate look over her shoulder as they turned the corner and JC bit back a grin just catching Joey rolling his eyes out of the corner of his.
Joey snapped his phone shut with a grimace and JC did grin then.
“You look remarkably relaxed, please tell me that I don’t have to assign someone to have Britney killed before the wedding… I mean Lance is out of town and I could do it but I don’t think Kell wouldn’t understand the jail thing,” Joey commented as he led JC into the kitchen.
“You just saw me two hours ago,” JC reminded him.
“Yeah, okay… plus you don’t have your after-sex face on so if you did it couldn’t have been that good,” Joey mumbled absently as he grabbed a pot holder and leaned down to open the oven and check on whatever was baking within its confines.
“I have an ‘after-sex’ face?” JC asked with mild amusement.
Joey’s back stiffened slightly before he straightened and he winced. “Well you know… not that I keep track of when you do or don’t… I mean… it’s just… Justin…” he dragged a hand through his hair in frustration.
“It’s okay Joey,” JC patted him lightly on the arm. “And you don’t need to worry about the sex thing yet…” he smirked as Joey breathed an audible sigh of relief. “Brit and I are saving ourselves for our wedding night.”
They probably heard the scream over the sound of Justin’s concert.
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Britney kept one eye trained on the door. If she saw an opening she was going for it.
With the other eye she was looking at the pictures and magazines that Kelly was haphazardly throwing in her direction.
“Don’t lose any of the stickies,” Kelly advised.
Britney rolled her eyes. She would so rather be in the kitchen with JC and Joey; at least Joey would just glare and mentally kill her. Chris had trained him very well.
Kelly was trying to either drive her insane or get her to hire her as their wedding coordinator, Britney couldn’t decide.
“So I’ve been meaning to talk to you…” Kelly started and Britney turned her full attention towards her. No good conversation had ever begun with those words.
Justin had actually used those exact words right before he told her that Wade had told him everything and that they were done.
He’d been really calm about it over the phone… although she remembered JC having said that they’d had to lock him up because he’d been just a tad upset about her betrayal. She idly wondered why Justin hadn’t made his move on JC then.
“About…” Britney flipped frantically through the closest magazine, trying to look like a model bride-to-be.
“I’ve been racking my brain trying to figure out how you got JC to go along with this… I mean it’s like the biggest prank ever and while JC wouldn’t have been my first choice but he seems to be doing well with his role.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Britney didn’t meet her eyes, just flipped through the magazine idly. She really liked the dress on page 112, if she and JC did have to make the walk down the aisle in order to prod Justin into further action she wanted that dress.
“Oh please…” a glance up showed Kelly rolling her eyes a smirk on her face. “The guys are pretty much a total lost cause, at this point JC could tell them the truth and they’d think he was lying to them… and have you been working on the lying thing with him? Because he’s gotten damn good.”
“Uh…”
“I think I’ve got most of it figured out…”
“Okay…”
“I just can’t figure out what you’re going to gain from this… I mean if it works JC will finally get Justin… but what are you getting out of this?”
“Kelly…”
“You don’t have to tell me anything… I understand that you want to keep everything close to the vest, especially with all the bets flying around…”
“Bets?” Britney narrowed her eyes. Finally something she could actually comment on.
“Yeah… you know the bets,” Kelly cocked her head as she thought. “It’s all divided into categories and subcategories… Lance set up this really elaborate database to make it easier for Trace to manage…”
“Lance and Trace…” Britney rubbed her forehead. “I should have known; and what kind of categories are we talking about?”
“Well there’s how long before Justin manages to break you up… so far no ones won that one yet, I personally put two grand on him popping up at your wedding and saying I object…” Kelly grinned at her conspiratorially. “So if you know… want to give a helping hand I’ll split the money with you…”
“What else?”
“Well there’s also whether JC will actually end up with Justin if he manages to break you up, whether he stays with you despite Justin’s best efforts. Whether you’ll actually get married and if you do how long it’ll take Lance to have the annulment ready… you know… normal stuff.”
“Why does everyone think we’re playacting here?”
“Because we know JC… the guys may be distracted by… well… you… but for those of us that are actually looking at the situation with, you know eyes, we all know you’re Justin’s ex and that JC had to deal with him after the Wade thing, and probably the only person that didn’t know about Justin’s crush was JC, of course Justin could have shown up naked in his hotel room and he would have thought it was about you, boy can be damn oblivious some times…”
“How did you know about…?”
“Please…” Kelly snorted. “Justin may think he’s playing it cool but he’s damn obvious.”
“Obvious?”
“Yeah… Cameron and I’ve had a few conversations on it, actually talked about it in front of Joe and he just doesn’t get it.”
“You’ve talked about this with Cameron? Justin’s Cameron?” Britney asked in disbelief.
“Well I wanted to make sure that what I was actually seeing, was what was actually happening. Don’t worry…” Kelly rushed to assure her. “Cameron thinks that you guys are dating because Justin’s dating her… I didn’t you know, correct her… There is money at stake after all.”
The scream startled them and both women jumped slightly. Kelly pressing a hand to her chest as Britney tried to scrape her heart off the ceiling.
“What the?”
“Joey’s been a little high-strung since I wouldn’t let him help with the kidnapping.”
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“So…” Joey leaned back against the counter.
JC’d had to find a paper bag for him to breathe into. He’d seriously considered calling an ambulance since Joey looked about a step from death and Kelly would kill him if he screwed up the wedding plans.
Although maybe she had a scenario mapped out just in case Joey keeled over… he wouldn’t put it past her.
Joey had waved him away, insisting he was okay right before he brought out the hard liquor.
He might quite possibly be drunk soon, or already. He hoped that Britney would be able to figure out how to drive his car… because he didn’t think he was driving anywhere.
JC picked at a stray fabric on his shirt. Had he spilled something on himself? He tried to remember what he’d eaten during the day as he rubbed at the stain, then he realized that it was part of the design of the shirt.
Someone had designed the shirt to look like ketchup had been dropped on it. Interesting.
“Lance and Trace?”
JC’s head popped up, “Huh?”
“That’s what I thought,” Joey sighed miserably. “How the hell did that happen?”
“Um… I’m not sure?” JC’s brow wrinkled. “They were working on some computer thing… or maybe the raging hatred just got to them finally.”
“So they decided to use sex to fix all their problems?”
“You know you’re getting married,” JC reminded him.
“Uh-uh.”
“Plus you know… you decided that you were straight… and doesn’t Lance have a right to move on with his life? To be happy for a change.”
“You think Trace can make Lance happy?”
“Well no,” JC frowned. “But if it wasn’t Trace it would be someone else… and that’s probably not making you feel any better is it?”
“Not really…” Joey muttered under his breath. “It’s just… Lance and Trace? Now I’m going to have to be on the look-out for a plague of locusts or something and Kelly hates it when things distract me from the wedding plans.”
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TITLE: Every Good Plan… Has Dinner With The Fatone’s – JC/Britney, JC/Justin
SERIES: Every Good Plan
Author: Melanie
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing at all, least of all those contained within.
This is a series, you should really read these first …
Every Good Plan… Has A Beginning
Every Good Plan… Has Its Opposition
Every Good Plan… Has A First Date
Every Good Plan… Has An Intervention Staged By A Boyband
Every Good Plan… Has A Double Date with Ex’s
Every Good Plan… Has More Plans
Every Good Plan… Has Ring Catalogs
Every Good Plan… Has A Felony Committed By A Boyband
Every Good Plan… Has A Boyband on Tour
Every Good Plan… Has Girl Talk & Boy Talk
Every Good Plan… Has A Regrouping of Allies
Every Good Plan… Has Dinner With The Fatone’s
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Britney fidgeted on the doorstep next to him. JC rolled his eyes again. She’d asked the same question four times since they’d left his house. He’d answered the same way each time so he really didn’t think she required yet another response.
“Are you sure it was a good idea leaving Nick Carter alone, in my house?” he shot back. The safe was secure, the studio was locked (the only key dangling from the key ring in his pocket), most valuables were too heavy to be carted off in the short time they’d be gone.
But the phone was still there and god if Justin tried to call and Nick answered it, which somehow JC knew he would. Justin and Nick hated each other and the only thing that kept them from killing each other was that it wouldn’t be very good publicity.
Although he wouldn’t have put it past them to have several scenarios set up that would look accidental and be anything but just in case an opening arose.
He knew that both had put considerable effort into figuring out new and distressing ways to annoy each other, it would be nothing for Nick to pick up the phone and say ‘hi Justin, JC’s not available at the moment, can I take a message?’ At least Justin still had Chris, Lance and Trace with him to keep him from reaching through the phone and killing the Boy.
“You wanted to be able to talk to him when we got back.”
“I also wanted to have, you know, belongings when I got back as well.”
“I think if Nick wanted to steal anything from your house he would have already done so,” Britney’s nose wrinkled. “I mean it seems that the guy can walk through fucking walls so your puny little alarm system isn’t going to keep him out.”
And there was that. He still wasn’t sure how exactly Nick had gotten in. Even as absentminded as he knew he could be he knew, without a doubt that he’d set the alarm before he and Britney had left for the photo shoot.
The alarm system that only he and the guys and his parents and Britney knew the security code for… and he was pretty damn sure that none of them would have voluntarily given them up to Nick Carter of all people.
Except Britney had been working with Nick in the time he’d been gone and maybe…
The door being flung open saved him from having to buy Britney something expensive, because somehow he knew that the retort on the tip of his tongue would not be taken in the manner that he probably would have intended it.
She could be so sensitive sometimes.
“Joey,” Kelly grinned down at them as she yelled over her shoulder. “They’re here.”
Joey appeared behind her as she ushered them in. She hugged JC tightly before allowing him to pass, smiled down at Britney at she closed the door.
“They just got here,” Joey was saying into the phone pressed to his ear. Lance he mouthed as JC watched him curiously.
“Why don’t you help Joey destroy the kitchen,” Kelly said touching his back lightly and pushing both men towards the room in question. “I’m going to show Britney the wedding plans… maybe it’ll give her some ideas.”
“I don’t think…” Britney started at the same time as JC’s, “I think we were planning on hiring somebody to do it.”
Britney stared at him with wide eyes as JC tried his best to look guileless and innocent. He wasn’t doing a very good job if Kelly’s narrowed eyes were any indication.
“Pish,” she frowned. “Every girl wants to plan their own wedding… you’re not letting him pick out the ring are you?” she asked as she tightened her grip on Britney’s arm, dragging her away. “JC has got the most atrocious taste in jewelry; you’ll end up with something resembling costume jewelry… I’ve got this number for this guy that designs stuff… he did our set...”
Britney shot one last desperate look over her shoulder as they turned the corner and JC bit back a grin just catching Joey rolling his eyes out of the corner of his.
Joey snapped his phone shut with a grimace and JC did grin then.
“You look remarkably relaxed, please tell me that I don’t have to assign someone to have Britney killed before the wedding… I mean Lance is out of town and I could do it but I don’t think Kell wouldn’t understand the jail thing,” Joey commented as he led JC into the kitchen.
“You just saw me two hours ago,” JC reminded him.
“Yeah, okay… plus you don’t have your after-sex face on so if you did it couldn’t have been that good,” Joey mumbled absently as he grabbed a pot holder and leaned down to open the oven and check on whatever was baking within its confines.
“I have an ‘after-sex’ face?” JC asked with mild amusement.
Joey’s back stiffened slightly before he straightened and he winced. “Well you know… not that I keep track of when you do or don’t… I mean… it’s just… Justin…” he dragged a hand through his hair in frustration.
“It’s okay Joey,” JC patted him lightly on the arm. “And you don’t need to worry about the sex thing yet…” he smirked as Joey breathed an audible sigh of relief. “Brit and I are saving ourselves for our wedding night.”
They probably heard the scream over the sound of Justin’s concert.
Britney kept one eye trained on the door. If she saw an opening she was going for it.
With the other eye she was looking at the pictures and magazines that Kelly was haphazardly throwing in her direction.
“Don’t lose any of the stickies,” Kelly advised.
Britney rolled her eyes. She would so rather be in the kitchen with JC and Joey; at least Joey would just glare and mentally kill her. Chris had trained him very well.
Kelly was trying to either drive her insane or get her to hire her as their wedding coordinator, Britney couldn’t decide.
“So I’ve been meaning to talk to you…” Kelly started and Britney turned her full attention towards her. No good conversation had ever begun with those words.
Justin had actually used those exact words right before he told her that Wade had told him everything and that they were done.
He’d been really calm about it over the phone… although she remembered JC having said that they’d had to lock him up because he’d been just a tad upset about her betrayal. She idly wondered why Justin hadn’t made his move on JC then.
“About…” Britney flipped frantically through the closest magazine, trying to look like a model bride-to-be.
“I’ve been racking my brain trying to figure out how you got JC to go along with this… I mean it’s like the biggest prank ever and while JC wouldn’t have been my first choice but he seems to be doing well with his role.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Britney didn’t meet her eyes, just flipped through the magazine idly. She really liked the dress on page 112, if she and JC did have to make the walk down the aisle in order to prod Justin into further action she wanted that dress.
“Oh please…” a glance up showed Kelly rolling her eyes a smirk on her face. “The guys are pretty much a total lost cause, at this point JC could tell them the truth and they’d think he was lying to them… and have you been working on the lying thing with him? Because he’s gotten damn good.”
“Uh…”
“I think I’ve got most of it figured out…”
“Okay…”
“I just can’t figure out what you’re going to gain from this… I mean if it works JC will finally get Justin… but what are you getting out of this?”
“Kelly…”
“You don’t have to tell me anything… I understand that you want to keep everything close to the vest, especially with all the bets flying around…”
“Bets?” Britney narrowed her eyes. Finally something she could actually comment on.
“Yeah… you know the bets,” Kelly cocked her head as she thought. “It’s all divided into categories and subcategories… Lance set up this really elaborate database to make it easier for Trace to manage…”
“Lance and Trace…” Britney rubbed her forehead. “I should have known; and what kind of categories are we talking about?”
“Well there’s how long before Justin manages to break you up… so far no ones won that one yet, I personally put two grand on him popping up at your wedding and saying I object…” Kelly grinned at her conspiratorially. “So if you know… want to give a helping hand I’ll split the money with you…”
“What else?”
“Well there’s also whether JC will actually end up with Justin if he manages to break you up, whether he stays with you despite Justin’s best efforts. Whether you’ll actually get married and if you do how long it’ll take Lance to have the annulment ready… you know… normal stuff.”
“Why does everyone think we’re playacting here?”
“Because we know JC… the guys may be distracted by… well… you… but for those of us that are actually looking at the situation with, you know eyes, we all know you’re Justin’s ex and that JC had to deal with him after the Wade thing, and probably the only person that didn’t know about Justin’s crush was JC, of course Justin could have shown up naked in his hotel room and he would have thought it was about you, boy can be damn oblivious some times…”
“How did you know about…?”
“Please…” Kelly snorted. “Justin may think he’s playing it cool but he’s damn obvious.”
“Obvious?”
“Yeah… Cameron and I’ve had a few conversations on it, actually talked about it in front of Joe and he just doesn’t get it.”
“You’ve talked about this with Cameron? Justin’s Cameron?” Britney asked in disbelief.
“Well I wanted to make sure that what I was actually seeing, was what was actually happening. Don’t worry…” Kelly rushed to assure her. “Cameron thinks that you guys are dating because Justin’s dating her… I didn’t you know, correct her… There is money at stake after all.”
The scream startled them and both women jumped slightly. Kelly pressing a hand to her chest as Britney tried to scrape her heart off the ceiling.
“What the?”
“Joey’s been a little high-strung since I wouldn’t let him help with the kidnapping.”
“So…” Joey leaned back against the counter.
JC’d had to find a paper bag for him to breathe into. He’d seriously considered calling an ambulance since Joey looked about a step from death and Kelly would kill him if he screwed up the wedding plans.
Although maybe she had a scenario mapped out just in case Joey keeled over… he wouldn’t put it past her.
Joey had waved him away, insisting he was okay right before he brought out the hard liquor.
He might quite possibly be drunk soon, or already. He hoped that Britney would be able to figure out how to drive his car… because he didn’t think he was driving anywhere.
JC picked at a stray fabric on his shirt. Had he spilled something on himself? He tried to remember what he’d eaten during the day as he rubbed at the stain, then he realized that it was part of the design of the shirt.
Someone had designed the shirt to look like ketchup had been dropped on it. Interesting.
“Lance and Trace?”
JC’s head popped up, “Huh?”
“That’s what I thought,” Joey sighed miserably. “How the hell did that happen?”
“Um… I’m not sure?” JC’s brow wrinkled. “They were working on some computer thing… or maybe the raging hatred just got to them finally.”
“So they decided to use sex to fix all their problems?”
“You know you’re getting married,” JC reminded him.
“Uh-uh.”
“Plus you know… you decided that you were straight… and doesn’t Lance have a right to move on with his life? To be happy for a change.”
“You think Trace can make Lance happy?”
“Well no,” JC frowned. “But if it wasn’t Trace it would be someone else… and that’s probably not making you feel any better is it?”
“Not really…” Joey muttered under his breath. “It’s just… Lance and Trace? Now I’m going to have to be on the look-out for a plague of locusts or something and Kelly hates it when things distract me from the wedding plans.”
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Date: 2003-10-21 12:36 pm (UTC)“Joey’s been a little high-strung since I wouldn’t let him help with the kidnapping.”
I can only imagine. Joey likes to play pranks with the best of them.
“Not really…” Joey muttered under his breath. “It’s just… Lance and Trace? Now I’m going to have to be on the look-out for a plague of locusts or something and Kelly hates it when things distract me from the wedding plans.”
I mean really the whole last section kills me. LOL!
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Date: 2003-10-21 12:58 pm (UTC)“Are you sure it was a good idea leaving Nick Carter alone, in my house?” he shot back. The safe was secure, the studio was locked (the only key dangling from the key ring in his pocket), most valuables were too heavy to be carted off in the short time they’d be gone.
For some reason the idea of JC being so paranoid about Nick robbing him, makes me laugh. Seriously this is a funny ass story!! You gotta write more soon!! I wanna know who JC ends up with
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Date: 2003-10-21 01:57 pm (UTC)I'm laughing so hard I can't breath. I swear. You're killing me. JC's killing me... OMG now I can see Justin showing up at the wedding and objecting. Lord help me.
Can't you write just a little faster? No. Ok, I'll be patient.
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Date: 2003-10-21 03:28 pm (UTC)Justin should really have to work on this!
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Date: 2003-10-21 10:58 pm (UTC)LOL.
This story is just fabulous. Justin will definitely just have to dosomething spectacular to win this won't he.
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Date: 2003-10-21 03:34 pm (UTC)*********************
“Well there’s how long before Justin manages to break you up… so far no ones won that one yet, I personally put two grand on him popping up at your wedding and saying I object…” Kelly grinned at her conspiratorially. “So if you know… want to give a helping hand I’ll split the money with you…”
damn, this just gets funnier and funnier! you rock like that Bob guy, and I am having lots of trouble maintaining a work-appropriate expression here.
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Date: 2003-10-21 04:02 pm (UTC)More more more more more! Faster! Please!
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Date: 2003-10-21 06:50 pm (UTC)*twirls*
Love this.
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Date: 2003-10-21 10:41 pm (UTC)NO JC AND BRITNEY! NO NO NO! Because Justin LOVES him! *sniff* And...you know -- Justin was all JC wanted when this all started! And.
Okay there. My vote has been cast. : )
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Date: 2003-10-21 11:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-10-22 05:14 am (UTC)