Apartment Above Wellspring Arms, Tuesday Afternoon

[mouthy_merc]

Everyone else was back to normal and so Wade was biding his time for his return of thumbs. And normal vocal cords. That chick with the laptop just hadta be about to change him back. Right?

Right?

Eh, screw it. He learned how to open the fridge like this. He was set for freakin' life.

[ for the occupant of the apartment ]

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[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

It wasn't Nate who was first to return to Wade's side after walkies. Oh no. It was Tether.

Tether, who smelled Thai.

Tether, who craved Thai, darting into the room with his blue eyes bursting with intelligence, leaping at Wade, landing on the floor, skidding over it, making a quick turn and diving for the food.