You were up to your old tricks in chapters four, five, and six
[The Mello also known as Mikhail is sitting at a table covered with stacks of paper, wearing a horrified expression. He's holding a story in each hand, glancing between them like an onlooker at a car accident who wishes he could tear his eyes away, but can't.]
That-- we-- What the hell?
[ooc: fanfiction room revisit! As isalright's original description said: "Let's not make this about concrit of the stories, since half the people that play here have probably written some of them, *shifty eyes* but in good humour and love and character's reaction to learning that whoops, there's porn of them on the internet." >D]
That-- we-- What the hell?
[ooc: fanfiction room revisit! As isalright's original description said: "Let's not make this about concrit of the stories, since half the people that play here have probably written some of them, *shifty eyes* but in good humour and love and character's reaction to learning that whoops, there's porn of them on the internet." >D]