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  <title>You'll always be running</title>
  <subtitle>Once you start, you'll never stop</subtitle>
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    <name>justlurkinghere</name>
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  <updated>2018-01-31T13:09:40Z</updated>
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    <title>Apartment Outside of Quantico VA - Wednesday Afternoon</title>
    <published>2018-01-31T13:09:40Z</published>
    <updated>2018-01-31T13:09:40Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">The plan had been to surprise Stiles with a nice (takeout) meal when he got back from his internship. That had been the plan when he arrived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now he was picking up around the place and judging Stiles harshly. For someone who lived in a number of abandoned buildings, he sure had some ideas about how clean an apartment should be when not expecting company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[for the guy!]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=justlurkinghere&amp;ditemid=37566" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-04-10:3024301:37229</id>
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    <title>Mackinac Island, MI - Friday Afternoon</title>
    <published>2017-06-23T22:03:33Z</published>
    <updated>2017-06-23T22:03:33Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Derek was possibly no longer allowed to choose the vacation spots after this one. Because, for one, the place was only accessible via ferry. And two, there were no cars, just horses to get people around the small island. Oh, and Derek spooked the horses by &lt;i&gt;existing&lt;/i&gt;. Which was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the plus side, there was a ton of fudge to be had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We should have gone with the beach," Derek muttered, trying to keep his distance from the horses. Because his Instagram perfect vacation was totally not happening as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke was on him, it would have gotten hit with a tropical storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[For the guy!]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=justlurkinghere&amp;ditemid=37229" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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