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13 August 2007 @ 01:57 am
Hey, you've reached Tom Collins. Not here, leave message.


(everything from this post on is for H&M, but is a clean slate from his last visit *smiles*)
Current Mood: calmcalm
14 July 2006 @ 06:12 pm
Tom was lounging on their couch and reading The Story of 'O'. He had a cup of tea next to him along with a few cookies. Chelsea was busy being curled up on his chest between him and his book, however Tom simply read around the kitten, not having the heart to wake her.
Current Mood: calmcalm
08 July 2006 @ 08:14 am
"You have reached Tom Collins...to steal from my good friends....SPEEEEAAAAAAKKKKK"
Current Mood: cheerfulcheerful
16 June 2006 @ 08:13 am
A very bored looking Tom was sitting in the cafe, sipping hot tea and people watching.

Trouble is, there weren't many people around.

Thus the flaw in his plan.

((ooc: Feel free to join him, he's actually quite nice!))
Current Mood: boredbored
04 June 2006 @ 10:57 am
Everything after this post is for the wonderful hearts_andminds

If you are not a member of hearts_andminds, please do not comment on this journal.
02 June 2006 @ 10:47 pm
I started with this journal, so it's fitting that I'm leaving with this journal.

Tom, Mark, and Frank are leaving FT.

The ownership of Hidden Franks will be reverted to Josh.

Tom and Frank will be moving to a new home, I prefer not to say where.

I've already talked to Aziraphale!mun and Lucy!mun and explained the situation, and they completely understand. George!mun, I'll explain it all tomorrow.

I'm sorry it came to this, but as I see it I have not choice.

Enjoy your game, and please people, keep in mind it's just game.

And watch what you say, you may piss off the wrong person and find yourself in my place.

((posted here as well in case my other post pisses off the wrong people and get deleted.))

((also: your = possessive. you're = you + are. There is a difference. This isn't directed at any particular person...even though it is.))
Current Mood: depressedhurt
02 June 2006 @ 08:40 pm
Tom flung open the door of the apartment, his hands shaking. He had never in his life want to hurt a woman, but he'd be damned if he didn't want to slap that smirk off Ryn's face.

"Lucy? Are you home hun?"
Current Mood: angryangry
21 May 2006 @ 12:00 pm
Tom unlocked the door of their apartment and stumbled in, very drunk. He was still in drag, but his wig was off kilter and he was nearly falling in his heels. He grinned as Chelsea quickly scampered out of his way and hid under the sink in the bathroom. "M'not drunk Lu!"
Current Mood: drunkdrunk
Tom was in the bathroom applying some make-up, waiting for Lucy to come home. He was in a black corset, knee highs, and black panties. His red outfit and blonde wig were laying on the bed, waiting for him to change into.
Current Mood: cheerfulcheerful
18 May 2006 @ 07:14 pm
It was supposed to be a clear, warm night. Tom had rushed home after work and was admiring his work. He had pulled out a king sized air mattress and set it up on the balcony. New jersey cotton sheets, and a huge comforter in case it got cold. Huge fluffy pillows and an awning they could use to encircle the porch in case it did rain again.

He set up a table in the corner with red wine and dinner was in the over, lemon-pepper chicken with steamed veggies.

And of course, a vase holding a single blue rose.
Current Mood: anxiousanxious