Five hours later...

[gifted_guy]

What the fuck? What the FUCK? He’s Remus. He’s a friend. He’s in a serious relationship. And oh yeah, he’s a guy! A boy. With a penis. Oh shit, don’t think about it. And don’t think about him. Or his lips. How his lips felt. No. This is wrong. He’s a he. And dating. But it’s Remus. Sweet Remus. Working Remus. Fucking gorgeous Remus. Shit.What the

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[xbeetlebum]

*hears the yelling and decides to take a look* Problem Cresswell?

[gifted_guy]

Fuck off Skeeter, find your story somewhere else.

[xbeetlebum]

*smiles* Guess I touched a nerve.

[gifted_guy]

Get. Out

[xbeetlebum]

Not until you tell me what's wrong...

[gifted_guy]

I'm pregnant, now get out or I scream rape.

[xbeetlebum]

Oh please. That's very clever of you, but I'll leave much sooner if you just tell me what the problem is.

[gifted_guy]

Simply- no.