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Title: The Many Men of Andrew Wells
No ship.
Andrew, post-AtS series, tries to date.
Quick beta from i_warren. Please help. Write the next part.
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Let it be known, I haven't missed a single class since I've been at UC Sunnydale. I even audited a couple of classes that I thought might be cool to take next semester. Jonathan, who is struggling to maintain his GPA as WELL as conquer the FF/X-2 world, has missed some though. He says that's normal. Actually, everyone seems to think it's normal. ( Read more... )

Hey, you guys. (Laggers, busikins, cold-hearted playas and miscreants! Lend me your ear!)

I just put up a FIRE FIRE OMFG THE DORMS ARE ON FIRE tag from Andrew and Jonathan. Tag in! From wherever you are. You don't have to interact with Jonathan and Andrew, either. (Especially as I didn't check with Anne and I'm going to see Sin City shortly, woot ( Read more... )

Mom called me first thing, shattering this really cool dream I was having about At-ats and a million squishy ewoks. She wanted me to tell my brother that he'd gotten a phone call from a big Los Angeles law firm. She was "very concerned that he was in trouble with drugs ( Read more... )

What do you do, after a full evening of espionage and sabotage? Jonathan and I had given Fred's new boyfriend (or his bike, anyway) the what-for. Oh yeah, we did. We giggled about it all the way back to the cafeteria, where we shared a lovely trough of tater tots and washed down our success with super-sized Squirts. Jonathan seemed to be in way ( Read more... )

There were receipts and some books that looked like they might have been ledgers at one point. If someone had actually kept logging expenses and accounting for stuff. But everything fell off -- it looked like -- when stuff in LA got weird. I guessed, anyway, because nothing had been logged for just about ever ( Read more... )

Anything Goes at now_ish:

I didn't so much steal the book as ... well, you know. I took it without anyone seeing or knowing. I smuggled it upstairs under my hoody, claiming that I was retiring early to do some studying. That wasn't a lie, really. Reading this book would be like studying. I'd leaf through the pages in the relative privacy of my room, with ( Read more... )

I rattled the dice in my hand, hesitating. There was just no way I could win here. I had two DMs and I was the only player. Warren and Jonathan looked at each other and said in unison, "Roll the 20, Andrew ( Read more... )

For the first two days after the whole Sunnydale collapse, I was going completely batty. I wasn't eating bugs or throwing my poo or anything, but I couldn't eat, I didn't feel clean even after running out of hot water in the shower, I had zero interest in going out for mexican with the others ...I couldn't even handle reading. And I really, really ( Read more... )