4 Works by letters_from_pluto

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    There’s a loud clatter as Mike Wheeler springs back from the phial of Amorentia after smelling it like it’s about to bite him, his hip slamming into the edge of a nearby desk. The impact sends it wobbling, and a potion book skids off the surface, hitting the floor with an unceremonious thud.

    Mike glares at the book as if it personally offended him, making no move to pick it up.

    Then he looks up—and catches Will’s eyes.

    His face collapses instantly, twisting into something between horror and grief, and he drags his hands over his face like that might undo whatever just happened.

    “Oh my god,” he says, muffled. “I’m so screwed.”

    “What the actual fuck, Mike?” Max says flatly.

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    24/?
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    Robert turns his head slightly when Waterboy enters the room and greets him with a lazy wave before returning to his conversation with Chase, whose face is as soft as melted butter. Robert is probably the only person Chase likes in this building. Other than Beef.

    Not that Waterboy can blame him. He likes Robert, too. 

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    2/?
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    A detailed account of the first time Will drank vampire blood, featuring an exasperated Jem, a vengeful vampire running around London with a Pyxis box, and a badly timed gay crisis.

    Gabriel would like any mention of his involvement in this to be erased, thank you very much.

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    38/38
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    "I need a gig," Miriam states, sliding into the chair.

    Susie tilts her head as she lights up her cigarette, a burst of light in the dimness of her office, "The back-to-back gigs I've set up for you across the country are not doing it for you? Sorry, I thought you might want time to eat and sleep and whatever else you do, but fuck me, I guess."

    Miriam waves her hand, "Not that kind of gig. I need a date."

    Susie freezes mid drag, smoke seeping out of her agape mouth. A bout of silence unravels between them.

    "What kind of relationship do you think we have for me to be pimping out guys for you?" Susie sputters, smothering the tip of her smoking cigarette into her ashtray.

    Fuck, she needs something stronger.

    Bourbon, whisky, preferably shot straight up in her veins because Midge Maisel is sitting in her office with her perfectly painted lips and sparkly eyes with the kind of grin that Susie swears she's heard scriptures warning her about.

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    4,267
    Chapters:
    3/?
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