Er...

(Shut up. I'm the Admin. Thhhhppt.)

It's late (five in the morning) and it's too big (4,980 words) and I'm disappointed that I only got a chance to write one, sigh. But clearly I don't know what the fuck I'm doing. So.

I give you Number Eight.
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[identity profile] lamardeuse.livejournal.com 2003-08-14 10:49 am (UTC)(link)
That was the quote that got me laughing out loud. And Fraser's "Kiss me" had me on the floor. Where I proceeded to writhe happily as I read on. How do you make the cliché of "we're being watched, make it look good" so fresh and hot and wonderful?

Oh, right. You're Speranza! :)