The Munchkins Are Escaping!

Did the title get your attention? Well the munchkins will! Except they won’t… It has no real relevance to anything I’m going to say in this post. Oh well.

Here, have a picture of me totally soaked from the downpour that was the early hours of Thursday morning. We cut hair, drank things, attacked each other with parts of a hoover and danced like maniacs whilst deafening ourselves next to a pair of speakers.

We’re just that cool.

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#MarchMadness Fiction 2 of 4


Royal Lip Service

A smile. Black hair. Cool lips. He watched as her pupils dilated close to him in the confines of the school showers.

Her breathing was shallow, just like her.
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