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When Michael came home, Tori was sitting at her laptop.
“How’s things, Vic?”
“I’ve found something weird,” Tori murmured, not taking her eyes off the screen.” There’s this person on the AO3 writing stories about us…”
“What kind of stories?” Michael sounded very excited. Of course he did!
Tori raised her eyes at him, taking in his curious, enthusiastic expression.
“Sex stories,” she sighed, closing the laptop.
“Let me see!” he immediately sat next to her.
“No!”
They struggled for a bit, until Tori relented and Michael read with a wide grin.
“They're amazing! Let’s reenact them.”
“No fucking way!”