Fic Update
May. 30th, 2007 10:23 pmExcerpt ~
3,677 words. I have almost everything written but the sex.
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lierdumoa: http://icecreamhdaches.livejournal.com/71712.html
lierdumoa: I continue to <3 Pete Wentz
fashes: lol
lierdumoa: but not half as much as he <3's Patrick
lierdumoa: "currently it smells like my bestfriend and makes me not feel alone. this summer is gonna be our summer"
lierdumoa: OH TEE PEEEEEE
fashes: hee
fashes: and his eyes in that shot
lierdumoa: because you know "smells like my bestfriend" basically means smells TOTALLY RANK in here and ANDY WANTS TO KILL US
Maja gets a rental car, to Patrick's horror. He tells her as much.
"They gave you access to a motor vehicle?"
"Yes. Is that a problem?"
"When did you even have time to—? I don't even—"
He curls his hands into fists lest he give in to any undignified flailing. "Were they insane?!"
"I promise you I'm an excellent driver."
Patrick kind of wants to cry right now. "It's not that I think you're a bad driver," he tells her. "It's just that I think you're a bad person."
The image comes to him, unbidden, of a maniacally happy Maja, hands white knuckled around a steering wheel, yelling out "10 Points" as she knocks down hapless pedestrians. He really needs to stop playing Mario Kart.
Then again, if she's behind the wheel, Patrick doesn't have to worry about crashing the car if she shoves her hand down his pants when they hit a stoplight.
It's a sad commentary on his life that this thought is actually a comfort to him.
3,677 words. I have almost everything written but the sex.
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Date: 2007-05-31 06:04 am (UTC)