Sorry, I was high on adrenaline and endorphines and all that other stuff floating around. I seem to recall it wasn't even my idea, though. And considering you were around him quite often, I think he very much knew of your existence already ;)
I didn't even *want* this picture. We (Nathalie, Richard, Robert, and me) were fooling around with snapping pics of Stephen without him noticing, and then we got him over so we could make a pic of him with Pats. Then everyone was like "Oooooh, but you need a pic with him, too!" And I was very, VERY embarrassed and claimed I didn't like to be photographed (and had repeatedly, pointedly told them NO already a few times before). So, Stephen leaves, I exhale, take a sip, and wonder why everyone's suddenly grinning at me and no one talks. So I look up, Stephen grins down at me, I try to keep my pride intact with a desperate "I hate you, you bastards!", everyone cackles and flashes their cameras. So, Stephen practically forced me into haven this picture taken with him :D
Yeah, well. The bastards *glares at them* Now Stephen knows I fancy him. Not that he probably didn't notice before, but that made it official. Bastards.
lol That, my friend, is Mr Stephen P Briggs, Esq. Not to be confused with a certain Lord Havelock Vetinari, Patrician of Ankh-Morpork, who often appears to be impersonating Mr Briggs.
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Oh, gotta post the party pictures!
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You should have seen me the second before that, though. If looks could kill, there would have been corpses around.
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And not behind a cut! *YAY*
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*LOL* No, not. Although I did think of putting it behind one just for you ;)
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