- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Online Availability
- 3pm - 1am (GMT / BST)
- Writing Levels
- Beginner
- Elementary
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Nonbinary
- Transgender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Monsters, supernatural, fantasy, romance, criminality, slice-of-life (modern or set in past, usually with some twists)
"Timothy, I'm not petty. Why on earth would I dislike you for something like this? He isn't straight, there's no chance of me getting with him. If he was bisexual, sure, maybe the situation would be different," she laughed lightly, fiddling with the cherry clips in her hair, before offering a faint roll of her eyes to assure him she was just joking.
"I'm not bitter, don't fret-- I'm usually the one who panics about stuff that I really shouldn't think about. I like you, you're the only one in the office who I can talk to. The others all think I'm a bore, which I've told you about. You don't think I'm a bore, do you-- or childish. They say I'm childish. All behind my back, of course, but Alexander passes the messages on. He has my back, he says so."
"I'm not bitter, don't fret-- I'm usually the one who panics about stuff that I really shouldn't think about. I like you, you're the only one in the office who I can talk to. The others all think I'm a bore, which I've told you about. You don't think I'm a bore, do you-- or childish. They say I'm childish. All behind my back, of course, but Alexander passes the messages on. He has my back, he says so."