JACOB: So anyway there I was about to rip a rabbit apart and... oh wait, human stories. Anyway, I have two friends with weird names and oh look they’re here.
TWENTY-ONE... AND IT’S CALLED “THE PHONE CALL”... THIS IS GOING TO BE ANOTHER VERY STUPID CHAPTER, ISN’T IT? PLOT, WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF?
CHAPTER TWENTY GOD WHEN DOES THIS ENDPLOT: I’m still not convinced that this is me. I mean seriously, hundreds of pages of googly eyes and unrealistic stalkerish controlling romance and fainting and head-crushing-sex-talk and the best thing I can do to make up for all that is introducing ANOTHER BELLA-
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