Aaaargh! So I just walked into R.'s office and M. was sitting on the ground in front of R.'s chair, sprawled like a teenage girl. Intellectually, I am aware that they both have girlfriends, but the slash part of my brain isn't listening to the intellectual part, mimpit. And then M. goes and asks R. "Do you need me?"

Eeeeeevil brain.


From: [identity profile] minette.livejournal.com

Slash away!


Like, so don't bother resisting, Melle. I tried that and the slashy bastards at work still tempt me to slash them. I swear they do it on purpose. Goddamn work boys, acting all married and touchy-feely with each other, telling me stuff like, "Oh, Sean came over to my house late last night and stayed for a loooong time."

Slash 'em. Get 'em back for acting like that when they're supposed to be straight. Do it for you, do it for me, do it for the workforce! Slaaash!

From: [identity profile] bubosquared.livejournal.com

Re: Slash away!


I will. I just know I'll give in one of these days. And when i do, I'm going to blame you. So na.
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