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Mrs. Gideon Regrets
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Oh, that's good. Heart-clickety.

I have always wanted to do drowned Ophelia! Did you do a straight-up Millais? Flowers in the hair? I love your Halloween spirit: boo to the grinches, I say. May all their candy bars be fun-sized, forevermore.

I'm with you and Joanbeam: Trustin Judeau was my first thought!

A fellow Peep Show fan? Hearted right back.

Cue my favourite line from a TV series ever:

And clearly I was so scared I forgot how to construct a proper sentence. Redundant "himself" is redundant.

Erhmagerd, hers was the story that first made me get up and turn on all the lights! I'm off to read your other story; even though it's daytime now, something tells me I'm still going to be scared as all get out...

I am thisclose to vomiting in sheer terror. Holy fuck. Stephen King himself couldn't have told it better himself.

I have tears running down my face from fear, and I probably won't sleep until Tuesday, but I want to hear more! Don't you hold out on us, SultanPeppa!

"a human-shaped hole in the darkness" was where I started to lose my shit, and it just went downhill from there. Scary as hell.

It was getting closer and closer?

Goosebumps. Goosebumps fucking everywhere.

Oh. My. God. Blood is running cold through my veins as we speak.

This. This is the story that made me turn on allll my bedroom lights, and they won't be turned off anytime soon. Jesus H. Murphy.

I for one am looking forward to this new "go after the bad guys" policy. Sounds innovative!

I don't know if I can make it all the way through this...

It's not that hard to fill a heart that still has three sizes worth of growing to do.

I also need hear about this flu business so that I may shotshame you. Whenever you're ready, I'll be over here making posters featuring massive (read: misleading) hypodermic needles to discourage others from making the same mistake. FLU KILLER!

The colour is lovely, but this peplum trend needs to die a hot, fiery death.

I have a book upon my person at all times, and I've missed stops because I've been so engrossed. Like Temperance said, it's a useful defence—I commute alone and a book keeps people from talking to me. If I was traveling with someone, however, I can't imagine just disappearing without asking "d'you mind if I read for