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[thexpills]

Title: Srs Bzns
Author: thexpills
Rating: R
Summary: Sometimes you shouldn't trust your ears, especially if they're glued to a locked door.
Author's note:Okay- this, yeah this right here, is a little drabble made by a tired woman at five am after seven hours on feet. There's nothing logical or too enlightening about this little piece.Oh and, written

Comments

[dea7x]

haha omg i laughed so hard at johnnys little outburst
awww poor syn lost and its all zackys fault haha
i loved this, this was awkward and hilarious. seriously.

[thexpills]

Thank you, glad you enjoyed it :]

[theviciouskill]

oh god.
this was so fucking full of win.
beautiful! i applaud you for a job very well done.

[thexpills]

Awww, thank you so much for the nice comment :D!

[migemanson]

Okay, I like the story but I just have a couple of qualms...

Firstly, it's a little too like my story 'Unwanted Images'. Michelle listened in on Zack and Brian making some interesting comments, only to find they were playing Jenga. Is it just a coincidense that the game and situation are the same?

And secondly, it's difficult to follow. The sentences are either grammatically incorrect or just too long to follow. I mean, "Everyone but the singer, that didn’t forget about the intensity of the game." What does that mean? Should there be another bit to that sentence?

Just watch out, 'cause a mod may come along and call you up on it.

[thexpills]

Honestly, I've never, ever, ever, ever read your story, but I'd like the link to it so I could enjoy it too :]

Besides, if I were to copy your story, you think I'd even steal the same game and situation?

And that sentence was a reference to a previous statement. Y'know, the bit about everyone calming down?

Another thing is that, I've written that almost a month ago as an idea to someone asking this situation and pairing. Then posted a request on my personal journal asking for the name of the game, because I couldn't even remember how it was called. I posted on Fandom first.

[johnnyxcade]

This was great, but this part especially cracked me up - While Jimmy was stretched on the said furniture and tried to calm down the bassist, who was asleep before the intrusion and stirred with a defensive ‘It’s proportional to my body!’; explaining that it wasn’t directed to him and get him back to sleep, so JB could finish the art work on his face and finally glue the man’s hawk to cover his eyes. Sorry, but that was just the best. ;)