Krista

You don't have to wait any longer. although it is past midnight and hours past my bed time... so woops.

Aww. I guess I kind of did, by not going with Joel and Roy.

Oh no.

I felt myself getting angry at myself for coming here. The stunt in the lunchroom was still too new. The videos of it were circulating, the twins had spared me so far. Davin wouldn’t show me the fallout, saying it wasn’t much of anything. Gavin was probably biding his time until he thought it would be funny and not get his ass kicked. Everyone here knew what I did, Jaxton wasn’t standing five feet away from me when Roy and I started our chant. “Calm down,” Davin whispered and I nodded my he

And here we've arrived again. I mosey off to go finish a prompt and bother a wildthing, and I come back to see all this business.

You keep saying that, but Colt somehow keeps ending up in small scandalous snippets of your doing.

Let's all have a posting party on Friday. There's a number of authors here... Challenge accepted... now watch me be the only one that fails. It would be like me.

Yes, but since Colt was the first guy dropped from the potential love interest, I had to switch his whole dynamics a bit. So we get the assy/moody Colt from me... and the adorable, slightly sensual/playful one from @Jason Rimbaud. Although it won't sway my mind. I was choosing between different characters for Joel entirely. But this.. this is so tempting. To go along with that blond hair and farmer-muscle and big feet, apparently... as I've not ruled either way on the size of his boots.

It may mean Learned to Lie, it may not. Might have to wait for Saturday or Sunday. Dare I say Monday? That would infringe on your posting schedule, but since you're currently treating every damn day as a Monday... you may not mind the intrusion. I have so many chapters of Frosted Hearts to catch up on... you erratic posting silly goose. Sighs. I get the notifications for people commenting and I want to be nosy, but I can't be nosy... I hate spoilers, ick. And I thought Colt was too tall and stinky? We were headed for a Joy pairing, maybe? Or a Ravin? Rovin? I better change that to Doy? So you know which twin I'm talking about.. That's an ick ship-name, I must say. Javin is nice. I do admit Jolt is better as it is an actual word. Then there's Joy, which is slightly less "electric," but still... who would turn down Joy?

I love that you forcibly do the ass-opposite of what I give you the freedom to do. But aww... I guess the tables have turned, because I'm about to say something that I've defended a bit over the course of the posting of this story. Joel, get yourself out of your own head already. (but not really, I love you in your own head)

Well I mean, I wouldn't say it 'couldn't' describe him.

Yes, I heard they hump ankles just to distract you from their attempt at pickpocketing. Shameful little creatures, cute... but shameful.

Fuchsia is not for the faint of heart, that color. I don't know if I'd wish that on someone, not even him. I mean it goes with barely anything, fuchsia... especially not foreheads.

Penguins are good people. Better than a grabby, beady eyed otter, I will say. I don't know how sneaky wiener dogs are though and how much they misbehave. Kbois didn't seem to be singing any praises though.

I gave you permission to do dirty stuff to my characters in writing form... I thought you'd take that as a challenge. But you have been slightly better behaved than I expected. I mean, you did talk about Davin's hairy ass and the naughty things Roy may be doing to it... vague as you were with that.

Excuse you sir... I had bruises in the perfect shape of a circle all over my poor body. Those things hurt. I might pop you with neon purple, right in the left butt cheek, see how you like it.

Noooooo... sometimes my country bumpkin-ness comes out and it has to be corrected, or I'll have a lot of you thinking... "what even is that?" And, I won't be able to explain it, because who the hell knows? And yeah, some of those Colt/Davin theories were a little scandalous. Then the comments that make me blush and say, "oh no..."

Well you know... you're extremely consistent with your posting of new content. You're always on the leaderboard for new chapters whenever I pay attention to that statistic. You're giving so much love to GA and the readers here. And all this is better than, "I've waited three months for a new chapter, are you still working on this story?" Because I lived in that nightmare for almost a decade with TBY. I am surprised people even bothered to look at my stories after that mess. I'll take these shenanigans everyday.

I've shifted gears to the Prompt event, but yeah I'm sure we'll get there by this weekend. Hopefully during the usual scheduled day. I've had to rewrite the prompt 6k and nearly twelve pages was discarded because I didn't like it. I don't know if I like the new stuff either, but it feels better than what I originally wrote. Maybe after it posts, I'll also copy/paste the "old" version for reading as well. But that's where I've been this week. Knowing I will be just one chapter ahead of the new writing goals makes me uneasy. I'm going to have to step it up and soon. Problems for a different day though.

Yeah I come in here looking like this: There's no telling what shenanigans and topics y'all have landed on. 😮

😮 They wouldn't... surely. I've went paint ball battling one time... it took one close range hit on exposed skin to tell me I didn't want to do that again. "It doesn't hurt..." I was told. I had to correct them in saying, "It sure as hell can..."

My husband has complained and has made similar comments... although he had his complaining voice on. But, we'll not bring this to his attention, he may take it as a challenge and I don't want to walk into the living room and look up to see my end-table bolted next to our ceiling fan.