*falls over*

[lyssie]

There's a company called UST, INC.

*laughs hysterically*

(it's been a long day, can you tell?)

*craves more smut, fluff and angst from either classic!otp, mini!otp, or Dom and Nate (I'm lookin' at you, Timey). Or, y'know, some randomly angsty Scott Summers*