dammit, janet | e. munson
theilliterateironman
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"𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬."
"𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐨𝐫 𝐈'𝐦 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐬."
"𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐲."
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in which steve harrington's perfect little sister can't stand the super senior known as eddie munson - and then she has to go and become his babysitter when he's on the run from the law.