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The DVD Commentary Meme:
Pick a paragraph (or any passage less than 500 words) from any fanfic I've written, and comment to this post with that selection. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what's going on in the character's heads, why I chose certain ( Read more... )
Pick a paragraph (or any passage less than 500 words) from any fanfic I've written, and comment to this post with that selection. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what's going on in the character's heads, why I chose certain ( Read more... )
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Owen was straight. Straight as a bloody ruler, right? So he did what any normal bloke does when he fancies a shag and went to a bar to chat up some nice piece of skirt: someone pretty, willing, and above all female.
The one that caught his eye was tall for a woman, a bouncy brunette with blue eyes and an easy smile. She gave a coy little smirk as he slid onto the stool beside her, and he grinned - alien sex pheromones or not, he could still pull when he wanted to.
"Buy you a drink?" he asked.
"Vodka and coke," she replied promptly. "Carol."
"Owen."
They danced around each other for maybe half an hour before she suggested they went back to her place for a more private drink. He agreed that this was an excellent idea.
She was all over him in the taxi, and though superficially he responded, part of him was wondering what the hell was going on. A bloody gorgeous woman was taking him home...good, right? His mind was right there with him, but his body seemed to have other ideas.
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