On the fly · 7:06pm May 30th, 2013
A fly was sitting on the window. The term ‘sit’ might not be entirely correct, given how windows are vertical surfaces, but it captures the essence of the act, so let’s keep it. So, he was sitting and sitting, rubbing his front pair of legs from time to time as flies are prone to do. Fly thoughts swirled through his head lazily, and all in all he just enjoyed all the virtues of being a fly.
Of course the guy leaves when I meet him.
Hi Lucky roll! How are you? I hope you see this comment when you come back on Fimfiction. Have a great day!
1379029 I've been good. Aragon has been giving you praise today in Skype. Or I think it was praise...
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Hiya! No, I don't think I had the honor yet. How are you?
Mind you, I'm not "editing" for Aragón as much as "leaving one or two snide comments, then questioning his sexuality and telling him the fic sucked". But he seems to be content with that.
Hi! I saw you were editing for Aragon. Have we met?