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[explorationist]

[Do you know what the best music for jamming out to in the middle of the night is? Loud, obnoxious, easily-stuck-in-your-head pre-teen-perfect music.

With the sound of a pre-teen singing as loud and obnoxiously as she can over the journal with no intention of stopping, aren't you just ecstatic with the fact that you live in a castle with a bunch of

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[madetothwart]

Miss Coraline, please!

foreverrr

[explorationist]

Please what? [Totally innocent over here]

[madetothwart]

If you wish to sing, if you would close the journal? Some of us are trying to sleep.

[explorationist]

Sleep, smeep! I have rights! Freedom of speech, I think? Yeah! That's right. I have freedom of speech.

[madetothwart]

And the polite thing to do, would be to express those rights with the journal closed.

[explorationist]

But that's no fun.

[madetothwart]

I don't see why it should be more fun to know you are disturbing other people?

[explorationist]

Oh, come on. Lighten up a little? Would it be nicer if I put on some rainforest noises?

[madetothwart]

I would prefer if you kept the noise to a minimum at night, Coraline, dear.

[explorationist]

[Siiiigh, grown-ups are so boooring] I'll try, I guess. No promises, though! When Christmas comes around, I cannot control the volume of this stereo.

[madetothwart]

Perhaps Santa will bring you some headphones.

[explorationist]

I thought you'd like Christmas music. Being an angel and all.

[madetothwart]

I am quite fond of the old hymns, yes.

[explorationist]

Only the old ones?

[madetothwart]

This new bebop rubbish can hardly be called Christmas music, it's just noise.

[explorationist]

I kinda like it! It's still talking about Christmas and stuff, it's just a different sound.