(Rather than write the same vaguedrivel, here is a pretty gif to inspire you, a link to the weather for the week, and a link to londonist, a great resource for all things London related. As always this post is open all week. Tag in, tag others, check back often!)
The cat didn't need words to make his feelings clear. Her Majesty Artemisia hadn't either. "I guess the namesake doesn't take no for an answer any better than the fairy king." The play would've been a lot shorter if Oberon had accepted Titania's no to begin with.
"Oh, I didn't say. I'm Em. I should've started with that probably. Sorry."
Re: Sunday Afternoon.
Date: 2016-05-16 01:08 am (UTC)Q chuckled, but the cat simply looked a bit grumpy. Talk was not fishes, and he very much needed fishes in his face and in his tummy.
Re: Sunday Afternoon.
Date: 2016-05-16 07:23 pm (UTC)"Oh, I didn't say. I'm Em. I should've started with that probably. Sorry."
Re: Sunday Afternoon.
Date: 2016-05-17 12:45 am (UTC)"Quite alright, Em. I'm Quinton," he replied, offering the name he gave most people lately.