And you are, as usual AMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAZING.
Until Lionel cuts him off with a grin, saying, “I’m not Dorcas, Benjy, sorry.” He laughs, and leaves the room, throwing a wave over his shoulder.
Benjy stands there a minute more, prolonging the feeling as penance, because yes, finally, this pain was exactly right.
Have I mentioned I love your endings? Yeah, I love your endings. I want to kidnap them and force them into a marriage contract and have little hot-ending babies.
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Until Lionel cuts him off with a grin, saying, “I’m not Dorcas, Benjy, sorry.” He laughs, and leaves the room, throwing a wave over his shoulder.
Benjy stands there a minute more, prolonging the feeling as penance, because yes, finally, this pain was exactly right.
Have I mentioned I love your endings? Yeah, I love your endings. I want to kidnap them and force them into a marriage contract and have little hot-ending babies.
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Lol, my endings would produce little red haired ending babies. :DDD
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*starts scheming*
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Glad you liked it!
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Write fic! Write fic!!
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