Her blush puts a little smile on his lips. It vanishes as soon as he turns to Anton, though, replaced by a nervous expression. “I’ll miss you,” he says quietly. “Be well, Anton.”
(Acting is fun. I miss it, but the trip to where we met is too much of a hassle now that I live in the city. And I'm sorry about your grandpa :/ It does seem like ages
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Frankenstein steps forward, an amused smile on his lips that Anton glares at well. "Farewell for now, my friends," he says. "Sullivan, come. Our compartment is this way."
{I know. It's amazing how much we've written in such a short amount of time.}
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(When I tell people, they're first like "You write...books?" and then, when I tell them how much we've written just to see them flustered, they go "WTF. ARE YOU INSANE.")
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{One of my friends said, "So you're like Stephanie Meyer. But with a good story instead of a housewife's wet dream that managed to get published."}
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(That is a magnificent quote :3)
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