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This made me laugh out loud.
“never really thought about it until a redheaded reporter weaseled her way inside of you with her enormous heart and her huge, sparkly bedroom eyes and made you think about it newly gay.—
I gasped out loud at this bit and could practically see Lindsay stomping around like a three year old.
Awesome work.
Oh, Lindsay. You just can’t win, can you? Then again, who can against the wily charms of Cindy Thomas?
Ok, this spam protection thing? Evil! If i’m not entering the wrong number (I hide my numbers under the desk overhang) I’m forgetting to put in my email.
So um, I can’t actually remember my initial response to this – but I’m sure it was good, because I really liked it.
Oooh, I like it!
This was great, Lindsay’s showing her jealous streak haha cant wait for more!
“… petulantly trudged away.” Where to, Linz? To try to find someone who does NOT think you’re hot for Redhead? Well good luck with that.
Petulant Linds having a temper tantrum – priceless! And “newly gay” hmmm… never thought about it that way…
First of all, no one can resist charming, free-spirited red heads. Lindsay had no chance in hell. Second of all, this was fucking tops. Like Mount Everest fucking tops, both in humour, in introspection and in fucking satisifaction. I was really hanging out for an update to this and this was just way beyond. I really enjoy reading the scenes you write between Lindsay and Jacobi. You nail their dynamic so effortlessly it’s like watching the show in my head: lost scene from the real-life WMC archive or some such. But’s it’s totally brilliant to read. 🙂 I so can’t wait for the next update. Any update. There will be one soon, right.
How might I bribe you one? 😉
P.S – Trudged away. I say that’s just begging for a full on body collision with a bouncy young red head, all exciteable like, with maybe a crash course into something hard. A floor maybe. A desk. Oh yeah, Lindsay over Cindy on a police desk. That’s where Lindsay’s got to trudge to.
Or you know, wherever she trudges too petulantly when you update next. 😉
…I love Jacobi. He is made of awesome. 😀