wow i am this ball of frozen
wtf why does it need to be so cold inside
try bein this outside
actualyl it was nice and cool out this evening
idk abiout earlier though
wow here's who is gonna get it: gob
wow this post is just not happenin
i am too distracted
idek
you wouldnt understand
wow my nails are yellow and its fun to watch em type
MY G
IS IN
LESS THAN
ONE WEEK
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omg here's a thing to say
if the bathroom wasnt so far away, i woulda tinkled liek 5 hours ago
jj
but omg why though
wow this is like the stupidest post i've ever made
but at least it's better than not posting at all
-squint-
gob
cobb is squinting at cobb
omg i just dont
wow
let's write some fic
ok what is it
wait raise your hand if you have th is prob wehre you always type faceboko instead of facebook
omg syclaire h/c
ok well i guess i'll just think of what to write as i go along like always
ok a/n: the caps part at the biegiing is accidental. i dont relaly feel like fixin it so deal wit it
Claire is not a happy camper one day.
Sylar waddles over to her.
"What's wrong bb?" he asks, putting a hand on her back. CLIRE WIGGLES OUT FROM UNDERNEATH HIM LIKE SHE HAD THE NIGHT BEFORE WHEN THEY WERE DONE GETTIN IT ON. CLAIRE WIPES TEARS OUT OFher eyes.
"none of your business," she tells him. Sylar gets realy frustrtated because he's this guy who has to know everything. But DARNITALL he doesn't have any mind reading or anything to get her to spill the beans
EXCEPT
A LITTLE OL BOTTLE OF VODKA
Sylar takes it out of his pocket and tangles it in front claire. Claire's eyes light up like a christmas tree and she grabs it with grabby hands.
"MINE!" she says. Sylar chuckles and sits back and chilaxes as he watches claire gulp down the whole bottle in one go. when she is done, claire rmemebers that she can't get drunk.
"FML!" she screams, chucking the bottle at sylar's face. it hits sylar's face and broke and then his face is all bloody with little peices of glass all up in it
Claire shrieks and dashes to his side like a reindeer.
"omg are you okay?" she says. he is crying pretty much, and she wipes them away, and gets blood on her fingers and even wipes the blood on her own leg. sylar nods with difficulty. claire sits him down and picks out the glass pieces and he acts like the beast in beauty and the beast when belle is fixin' him up.
"don't worry," claire says. "i will comfort your hurt."
the end
omg ok big twist right, because you thought it was gonna be like sylar comforting claire about her probs.
yeah that's what i thoguht too
alright my prompt is saito/carpet noncon
Sunday, October 17, 2010
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