Chapter 16. Holding out for a home life

[thebestseller]

Man-twin, pack up your bags. I, among others, have joined the elite ranks of the Guides and now have the illustrious job of welcoming naked people to this crazy hippie commune.

Which means we now get CUSHY SECTION 4 DIGS. Heat. Air. SPACE in which you can conduct your science and play with your star-friend. Let's get going already and into the lap of luxury.

[Hastily added in.]

Boss. Buddy. Pal. Section 4 only has two bedrooms, I'm afraid. So unless you like couches...

Comments

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

Youth, my friend, pessimism is damn near impossible when you're around.

[spandexisyouth]

I am glad to hear that, Derrick! Read that. I am glad to read that!

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

Hearing, reading, it's kind of the same with the magic journal, right? You hear words in your head as you read them to yourself.

[spandexisyouth]

You hear the words? I do not think I hear anything. Unless I read them outloud, but I have not tried that.

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

In my head, yeah. Like as thoughts.

[spandexisyouth]

Oh. I think that I see.