Hmph! I thought you liked being chained to the bed. It's comfier than the chair at any rate...
And I now have the whole flist collectivity in the background demanding more fics.
*turns head slightly and yells to a random crowd* Ain't that right guys?
*chorus of 'HELL yeah'!! in the background* See what I mean? The little blighters want you to write. So hop to it!
And I'll corrupt Harry all I want, thank you oh so much!
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