On the SIXTH day of Christmas....
Dec. 17th, 2013 09:00 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
prompt: JINGLE
prompt: JINGLE
"I love your personal twist on this corny old tune," Justin points out as Brian throws himself on their bed and cups his partners' balls while humming quietly " Jingle balls, Jingle balls jingle all the way..."
Tired of the holidays being all about consuming, Ben took Michael and Deb on a two-week vacation to a silent retreat in Tibet.
As the ice melted, dripping from the eaves, Gus wondered if there'd be icicles tomorrow to have sword fights with and lick until his tongue was so cold it was numb.
Brian swirled his glass, the amber liquid and ice spinning together, and then downed it in the hopes that it would wash away the taste of regret since he didn't believe in that shit.