This is a rewrite of my
I Prefer the Mind Control NaNo Novel. Here's hoping this version is more awesome!
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Xan, Jirrin and I sat around Xan’s dining room table, drinking the most fucking delicious coffee ever. Zimarans, they had good taste - at least the ones whose parents had mysterious government jobs did.
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'Wow,' I breathed, not even sure *why* I said that. )
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Okaaaaay, Preston. I think you've had a little too much SynthBrew. And gee, I wonder why Dylan's "grab" technique failed to calm him down. Okay, no, I don't really wonder. I think this means that Xan should "borrow" Preston sometime and use him as a secondary plaything while also fucking Dylan. Then everyone will be happy, right? Preston and his "contacts" amused me, too. Are those like "friends" from the Splinternet?
This chapter amused me overall. Nice job.
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Oh Preston, your little crush is neither little nor hidden very well. You're so obvious even your girlfriend who probably exists realizes it and breaks up with you over it, should my story actually follow my outline. I do not, however, know if it IS going to follow the outline because stories often don't.
Preston's contacts? He won't tell me exactly who/what they even are. That's helpful, dude.
Also, it was Xan who did the spit take, not Jirrin.
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Dylan, keep talking to the author as always. That's definitely a lot of fun to read. It really is. And awww, the ending of the chapter. Dylan, pretty sure you're allowed to hope now, dude. ;)
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Unless this story jumps off the deep end, Dylan, you're allowed to hope. You're definitely allowed to hope. ;)
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I love how Dylan and Xan are together and I look forward to reading more of that. I like the way you left it open to hope at the end as well. I look forward to seeing what happens next!
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