So I'm sitting on the train, and suddenly I hear my LarsMuse saying "You're new here, aren't you?" to someone. Despite my fear that fuck, I've aquired another muse, I grab my notebook and start writing. Turns out to be the start of the prison fic. Coolness. I think.
In this story, Lars is tough and cinycal, Jason is withdrawn and angry [and a smartass!], James is an asshole and Kirk is ... not much, yet. Then there's Em and Fred, and Justin, who can't decide if he wants to kick or kiss James' ass. Decide, Timberlake!
I have a headache. Home, painkiller, shower, carnival. Then maybe more write.
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Whee, watch me bounce.
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Ahem. Right. Justin will be James' new bitch, then. :)
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