A small excerpt from my Jon of Narnia fic.
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interpol15Ryan insists that he's going the right way for the meet and greet, but Brendon keeps pulling him the other way, while Spencer just sighs.
Brendon pulls Ryan down a hall, and yanks open a door. "It's this way, I swear"
"Fine, we'll try your route, since Ryan's isn't working" Spencer just sighs even bigger.
"Betrayal, Spencer Smith, betrayal. This means war."
Jon secretly hopes that this time, Ryan's word a day calender will be a victim. Who even knows what perspicacious even means?
They pile through the door, only to be greeted by a flash of light. And...the smell of trees?
"Dude, did we find a door outside?"
"We're in Santa Fe, Jon. It isn't exactly filled with woods."
Jon looks around at the untamed wilderness surrounding them.
"Well shit."
Brendon pulls Ryan down a hall, and yanks open a door. "It's this way, I swear"
"Fine, we'll try your route, since Ryan's isn't working" Spencer just sighs even bigger.
"Betrayal, Spencer Smith, betrayal. This means war."
Jon secretly hopes that this time, Ryan's word a day calender will be a victim. Who even knows what perspicacious even means?
They pile through the door, only to be greeted by a flash of light. And...the smell of trees?
"Dude, did we find a door outside?"
"We're in Santa Fe, Jon. It isn't exactly filled with woods."
Jon looks around at the untamed wilderness surrounding them.
"Well shit."
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Date: 2008-10-05 02:25 am (UTC)