I love this to the point where I feel compelled to describe exactly what I love about it, but I am more than a little inebriated so let it just be said that Atlin's dinner was significantly more cooked than it should have been due to my thinking 'I'll just read the start...' then coming round some ten minutes later.

She was very understanding.

I am hoping to dream about this. Really, really hoping. A lot.

This is GOOOOOOOD. :D