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the chapter is coming out soon!!! sry i have been organizing a stranger things season 4 volume 2 watch party so it's taking a while ;-;.

anyway-

i just wanna know some things:

1: do you want some angst

2: do you want a kiss

3: do you wanna possibly have a sequel (why am i asking this when i barely got this story started?)

4: what's your opinion on becky x anya

5: what's your opinion on nightfall

6: what's your opinion on becky

7: i like to dye my hair and my hair dye is fading, so what color should i use next (i've done all the colors in the rainbow including pink)

sry, that last one was weird and random but oh well, comment your answers and i'm going to finish the next chapter.

*edit: 

me and my friend have determined the real names of some characters,

twilight: a William who goes by Lee cause he CAN and he's probably a malfoy with the slicked back blonde hair.

Yuri: he's actually a sora... (don't ask. my friend was perssistant)

nightfall: Linda and she's jack frost's sister and robert frost is her grandfather.

we also thought that becky would make a damianya ship story on wattpad and then she would find a story about a guy named twilight and the author named nightfall (it has wedding plans with a description so detailed that we don't know what anything is anymore) and then she shows it to loid and anya for some reason and then loid goes to nightfall's place and this is the conversation:

t:  uhm, nightfall, about your wattpa-

n: oh twilight! don't look under the bed- there's deffinitly not a wedding dress under there

t: i- uh-

n: oh and let me clear this cork board (a whole plan on how to murder yor)

t: well i-

n: oh and don't look into my diary (contains over dramatic nightfall pov)

t: why would i-

n: or open my safe (has murder weapons)

t: i don't even have the pass code

n: it's tooooootally not the exact time and date you were born...

t: that was very suspicious..

n: oh and don't turn the white board around, totally not more plans to kill yor. just don't look at or touch anything.

t: what am i SUPPOSED to do then? float around and not breathe???

n: eh, pretty much.

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