Yeah, okay...

You Are Not a Jerk

You treat everyone as fairly as possible. You think it's important to be good to people. You may feel like being rude at times, but you hold back. You are civilized. While you are considerate, you don't go overboard. You only show others the same respect you'd expect. Those who want to take advantage of you may accuse you of being a jerk, but in truth, they're the real jerks!

Are You a Jerk?

just_muse_me | 16.5.2. Lost

16.5.2. Lost

Co-written with straight2point

[Follows about a week after THIS]

Harri couldn't stand it. She couldn't stand sitting, and she couldn't stand standing, and she couldn't do anything because she'd either find her head down the toilet, or be ready to get herself off with something eleven inches long and powered by batteries. What she wanted was a good, proper fuck from something ten inches long and attached to Marcus Fraser, but that didn't seem to be about to happen. Not only because she'd neglected to call him, or because she'd run off to Princeton for a few hours.

She missed Aiden already. At least Aiden had known to keep feeding her tira misu and let her watch gay porn. He also didn't make her feel like a complete freak. The times that she'd tried to go to work, she felt like she must have had a third eye for all the looks that she was getting. She hadn't told anyone there, but the fact that the great Harriet Ryan kept running off to the ladies to be sick either meant she was pregnant, a piss pot, or bulimic. All of which constituted funny looks and office gossip.

( And hiding out in her apartment probably wasn't making it any better... )

All muses referenced with permission


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