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[mysteryomnomnom]

Olivia stretched wantonly on the sofa bed, her over-sized and fungi-riddled feet knocking her only friend -- a small cat named Alexander who hated her and wished fervently to run away and join the circus -- off the cushions and on to the floor. The cat hissed, but Olivia cared not, for she was very busy writing terrible fanfiction in an effort to

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[climaxinside]

....U-Ummm....

[but_a_wolf]

Yo~?

[climaxinside]

Sorry.

[but_a_wolf]

What for?

[climaxinside]

M-Must be interrupting.

[but_a_wolf]

We wanted interruptions.

[climaxinside]

Eh?

[but_a_wolf]

You're not very talkative, are you?

[climaxinside]

S-Sorry. Just seemed a little bit odd to me.

[but_a_wolf]

Have you always stuttered?

[climaxinside]

Sorry.

[but_a_wolf]

Relax. Are you all right?

[climaxinside]

Mm, yes. I'm alright.

[but_a_wolf]

... really?

[climaxinside]

Mostly, I think.

[but_a_wolf]

Did something scare you?