........ She stared into the pillow for a long moment before saying to him, If you start from the beginning will you make sure that they keep the same names the entire time?
<... You’re serious.>
What? Like I can bring out one of my books in this place! She said, listening to the mess of people that crowded the area. There is definitely no way. Besides, they’re still in my dorm room. So let’s decide on the names before you start--that’s ALL I ask, okay?
It’s important that they keep the same names through the story, okay? Otherwise it doesn’t make any sense, she lectured him. She pulled the pillow away from her face and propped it under her head, making herself comfortable. Harry and Suzy. That’s their names.
WAAAIIITTT! she yelled mentally. You don’t start the story talking about his thick, pulsating--and she was blushing brightly as she thought this--magical wand! You have to set up the story! The relationship! There’s got to be romantic tension and--and emotions before you get to the pulsating things!
Well, yes. There’s definitely pulsating.
Excuse me, that’s not how the story goes. At least PRETEND to be interested in the parts that don’t come with pulsating, would you? she demanded. I want to hear a good story--YOU are the one that said you could do it better than I can, so go ahead! Do it!
<....>
Izy? she asked.
Syd was silent, waiting for him to go on, wanting him to go on, but not about to force him.
She sat up, picking up her pillow and hugging it to her chest because she couldn’t hug him. At least, not really. Hugging his weapon form wasn’t the same, not when there was something serious like this being talked about. Was this his story? She felt like it was.
Okay, now she knew this part wasn’t his story. But what was?
Suzy, she supplied.
IZZZYYYY!!! she yelled, falling back onto the bed and trying not to laugh.
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