The bass of the music legitimately shakes Kat, feels the vibration through her feet and up. Or maybe that it’s just the nerves that are consuming her very thought. Or both… or the two swigs from the vodka bottle that Megan magically pulled out of her bag on the tube. Whatever it is, it makes Kat feel completely and utterly undone.
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Go, Kathya*, go!
*I hope I got their joined/combined/whatever name right. Anyway, you know what I mean!
Also, you are superb and all, but you know that already so... Go, Kathya, go!
;)
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I think it's Katya (but you were really close, like one letter off, so I'll let it slide. :)
Thank you. :)
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This is hilarious and sexy and fun at the same time as having emotions or whatever but not being angsty (which i've been reading a lot of, lately). It's one of the first times i've read a fic that included Kaya (or her counterpart Effy) as a lead romantic character and i wasn't pulling for her... i'm all sweet 'n fluffy for Lily/Kat. haha Just good stuffs. Kudos. :D
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Yeah, I try to steer away from the angst as much as possible, so thank you!
And I'm going to take that as a good thing? No Kaya? Goot!
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(there we gooo)
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that is just one big angsty clusterfuck and i love it.
i think i died a wee bit inside at that very last part.
gah, can't wait for the next part!
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And sorry for the dying, I'll try to make sure that doesn't happen too often?
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Totally love it!!
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