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hrm.
So. Wow. Spent half of the day with Marya and Mal having cliche-porn in my head. It was *good* cliche porn, oddly. And it's a beautiful cliche that I have to use. Because. Oh, DUDE, it's Marya. This is PERFECT for her.
Walked home. Disturbed people by giggling about Mal and Marya not noticing the whole "we're drugging you now, so you can do a porno for us" guy. Because. They were snarking at each other. In the "I hate you, but I'd shag you rotten if given half the chance" way. Hence, the cliche.
This did, however, mean I was making *notes*. At work. With a pen that has a thicker than normal ballpoint. The kind of notes that a co-worker walking by and glancing at, can be read. I'm certain at least one person saw 'nipple'.
Also, I must filk 'The Song That Never Ends'...
SO got distracted. By fic. Not mine. But, y'know, fic is a good thing.
Walked home. Disturbed people by giggling about Mal and Marya not noticing the whole "we're drugging you now, so you can do a porno for us" guy. Because. They were snarking at each other. In the "I hate you, but I'd shag you rotten if given half the chance" way. Hence, the cliche.
This did, however, mean I was making *notes*. At work. With a pen that has a thicker than normal ballpoint. The kind of notes that a co-worker walking by and glancing at, can be read. I'm certain at least one person saw 'nipple'.
Also, I must filk 'The Song That Never Ends'...
SO got distracted. By fic. Not mine. But, y'know, fic is a good thing.