Aw, man. OKay, no, seriously, THANK YOU, but. So not was I was trying to do. But thank you. Now I have two more months to figure out if I want to switch to GreyMatter or something.
I know it wasn't what you were trying to do. I just had a shitty evening and wanted to do something nice. That was just sort of the first thing I thought of. *smooch*
Aw, babe. *hugpetsmooch* Thank you nonetheless. And in return, I will refrain from pelting you with depressing War!M/O textslash and concentrate on writing some AgathaChristie!M/O snippet, maybe.
Hey! I didn't say to stop with the War!MO textslash! They're building up to an actual, real fic - with an actual, real PLOT - in my diseased little brain.
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Expect Belgian chocolates in the mail. :)
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In other words, I like them.
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Oooh, fic! *continues to pelt you with War!M/O textslash*
Although I really ought to find a way to get them back into Mireille's head, where they BELONG, because argh.