This one is better than that silly anonymous thing.

[pauraque_bk]

Real life insanity? Check.

Work insanity? Check.

Apartment building next door stealing my garbage can because it looks like theirs and now they won't give it back? Double check.

Please to be distracting me with a meme.

Via lizbee: Ask any of the characters from any of my fics a question, and they will answer. Possibly even honestly. Possibly even coherently.

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Dude! Hie ye to Smutmas signups!

Remus, did you ever hook up with Harry? (Metamorphosis (sp?) Remus)

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And as far as the insanity goes. **hugs**

(She meant "Microcosmos".)

[pauraque]

What he says:

"What kind of a question is that?"


What he writes:


17 July

Sometimes I see James in the tilt of his head or the smile hiding at the corner of his mouth, and I feel 16 years old again, almost catching the scent of the lake.

*

25 July

When I ring him, his bellowing uncle answers, and gives him the phone only reluctantly when I ask for him -- Oh, very well. Each time, I'm afraid he won't give up the phone, demand to know what sort of man takes out a teenaged boy.

I think he comes out with me simply as an excuse to get out of the house.

*

4 August

At lunch today he tried to pay his half, trying to make it look natural as though he did it every time. I said it wasn't necessary, and he turned red, looked away.

I'm sure he's not fed enough, and I enjoy watching him eat until he's not hungry anymore. He eats quickly, as though some part of him isn't sure there will ever be more.

*

7 August

Not been sleeping. I close my eyes and feel cold, bare. Pushing out against my own skin, fingers curling up around nothing. Silence.

Last night at dinner, when I said he seemed tired, he told me the house across the road from him was having a new roof put on, and it woke him up early every morning. His eyes slid over to the left, and I thought of him lying awake too.

I said if he couldn't bear the noise he was welcome at my place for a night.

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15 August

Mercy on me.

His skin was so warm, his knees and elbows so boyishly sharp.

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*squeeee!!*

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Dudley from Where your Mother's Blood Dwells - how you doing now, then? (Wow, what an interesting question I came up with! ;)