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"What a peaceful life!" But as he opened his eyes, Legolas was already talking the boat to the shore. "That stubborn young man... bon voyage?" Terrified Obligichaun glanced at his dark surroundings, doubtful, but he still runs over Legolas and accompanies him, uttering and grumping words.

“Dude, do you want me to give you a mirror? You got disgusting holes on your oily face. You’re a motherfucking kraken.” Gollum passively snickered at her comment. “But one of you is clearly out of place,” added Gray. “I mean, look at him.” She gestured her hand toward Gollum with a jeering expression. “One of you is clearly one of the irreplaceable cast of The Hobbit.” Fakey, Ursula and the tentacled-faced man who looked half the old man’s age couldn’t help but chortle at her remark. Gollum, on the other hand, was obviously displeased.

Embarrassed to say I’ve watched those movies about eight times! Me:Only eight? Lightweight. I must have seen them all twenty times! I watched them all in one day once. Alice:Me too, LOL. Have yet to watch all the Hobbit and all LOTR in one day though. Me:That would be fun. Maybe we should try it. I press send, my lips curving up. Alice:Ha! The man has stamina. Me:That would be telling :-) Alice:Oh, I see what I’m dealing with here :-)

She got to him and sat on the table, facing him directly. "Hi, Charles" she smiled. Her hand went to his chest and rubbed it slowly. "How about we have a verrrrrryyy good time?" She asked, emphasizing the 'very'. "Well, too bad I'm not in the mood for a verrrrrryyy good time, so get your little a*s off my table," Charles said. "Wh...what?" The lady stuttered. She stood up and touched her b**t. Is her a*s small?? "Should I call the guards??" Charles raised his brow.

I look at the title quickly and grin. “Hey there,” he says. “We meet again.” “The Hobbit, huh?” I ask, noting the book he’s reading. “Oh,” he looks down at it and back at me. “Yeah.” I could swear he’s blushing. The barista calls me over and I grab my drink before walking back. “First read?” I ask him. “Oh, yes for The Hobbit. I’ve read Lord of the Rings three times,” he stops and adds, “I hope that’s not too nerdy to say.”

By day three, he could pull on his own t-shirt, even if the movement made him wince. Freya watched his progress with the calculating eye of someone who'd seen countless patients push themselves too hard, too fast. She doled out praise and pain medication in careful measures, cutting him off from both when necessary. But she also knew when to distract him, which was how they'd ended up sprawled on her sofa, surrounded by empty coffee mugs and biscuit wrappers, watching their third consecutive Hobbit film. "You know," Dan said, his head resting against the back of the sofa as Thorin brooded onscreen, "I always thought dragon sickness was a bit far-fetched. But after three days of being able to