For I am Bliss' bitch.
In My Life Today, in which there is GnR-y goodness. Well, not goodness, cause this is Axl Rose and all, but. Yes. So good it hurts.
(Bliss, if you need a loveslave, or a housebitch, or whatever, right now is the time to ask. I'd sell my soul for stories like these. Ugh.)
Axl pauses, his face gone pale. He licks his lips and blinks nervously at me. I stare back at him. When Axl flushes, I get this fucking weird image of Axl going down on James but dismiss it. Axl is a homophobic asshole. A very pretty homophobic asshole standing there in a mesh shirt and ripped jeans, blushing like a schoolgirl, staring at me with doe eyes.What are you still doing here? Go read! Don't run, fly! Shoo! Shoo! You won't regret it!
(Oh and Bliss? That babysitting offer still stands. Axl can come curl up in my lap any damn time.)
Yes. God. So dead.
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Oooh, but a housebitch would be all good. ;)
And, awesome. *sends Axl over to curl up in Melle's lap* Yeah, and if he misbehaves, just sic James on 'em. On second thought, that's probably not such a good idea...
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Anything to give you more time to write. Hummina!
Right. Axl, if you misbehave, I won't sic James on you. (That should work.)
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*L* Good luck with Axl. I really don't think anything will make him behave, but you can try. Damn pretty bastard. ;)
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(Need more sleep. Or caffeine.)
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(Sleep goooood. *g*)
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(Erm. Are you by any chance on AIM? I can't get on, and I need to get a fie from my home account. Help?)
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Just left-click on the screenname and click 'get file'. The rest'll point itself out.
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