Or Write My Essays For Me; That Would Work As Well.

[rionaleonhart]

Everyone seems to be feeling a bit miserable at the moment, and I'm no exception (WHY SCHEDULE THREE ENGLISH ESSAY DEADLINES FOR THE SAME WEEK, UNIVERSITY, THAT IS JUST STUPID). What I would really, really like you to do, if you're feeling up to it, is write hilarious banter-filled ficsnippets or bizarre crossovers or ridiculous limericks or

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[wolfy_writing]

"James," Jeremy adjusted his watch, "shut up." He held the misaligned watch in James's face.
Jame jumped up, and grabbed for it. Jeremy put his hand over his head.
Richard laughed. This could go on for a while. It was nearly impossible to get something away from Jeremy when he was holding it over his head.
James jumped for it a couple times, then put a hand on the back of Jeremy's head, apparently to boost himself up. No, to pull him down, Richard thought; he was bending Jeremy's head down.
And kissing him.
Richard froze, his mouth open. The entire studio went dead silent for a moment, then an enormous cheer came up from the crowd.
Jeremy's arm dropped. James broke the kiss, grabbed Jeremy's wrist, and removed the watch. He then adjusted it, put it in his pocket, and went back to his chair with an incredibly smug grin.
Jeremy just stood there, looking gobsmacked. Richard was slightly worried; he was completely frozen, with an expression like his brain had just melted.
"And now," James said, settling into his chair, "back to the news."

[proleptic_fancy]

Hee! That was the first thing that popped into my mind when I was watching that. They're such an old married couple sometimes.

[wolfy_writing]

Thanks. I like the idea of James being horribly smug about leaving Jeremy Clarkson flabbergast. And the whole realm of, "Or what? You'll snog me again?"
"Don't tempt me," which would ensue.