So, I'm happily reading SPN fanfic last night, and someone pounds on the door. I get up to discover 3 little girls (preteens) sort of clustered around the porch. "Is Rave here? Can she talk to him?" Yes, they had a spokesgirl. Rave was in the shower, so they left.
Say twenty minutes later, one of them is back. It is "she" who wanted to talk to him.
(
Read more... )