*wipes laughing tears away* Oh my god, I love the way you write. The imagery of the detritus underneath the fridge was so vivid that I felt for that lone, moldering Cheeto :D
Haha, thanks, T! And do you know, that's a genius idea for a next book right there. A Gothic romance of love, longing, and the tragedy of lost potential. We'll call it "Moldering Heights."
Completely and unreasonably, but only if you show them to me. Should you keep them to yourself I shall be forced to call you a tease. A horrible, horrible tease.
second the call for the ooky pics! I feel your pain there - I used to live with a guy who would not let me call the apartment maintenance people about the roaches that had taken up residence after we took a weeklong vacation - it was gross - we even had the little black eggs in the corners of all our drawers (at least I think that was what it was, could've been droppings though too now that I think about it) *shakes head* ugh - and ew
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second the call for the ooky pics! I feel your pain there - I used to live with a guy who would not let me call the apartment maintenance people about the roaches that had taken up residence after we took a weeklong vacation - it was gross - we even had the little black eggs in the corners of all our drawers (at least I think that was what it was, could've been droppings though too now that I think about it) *shakes head* ugh - and ew
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