Umm... Hey guys.
Sorry I haven't updated in ages, but I've just been finding it hard to write anything down, whether it be my sister hogging the computer to not being home for 2 weeks to F*CKING WRITER'S BLOCK...
*ahem* Anyway, chances are when school starts up again in about a week or so there'll be absolutley NO time for this fic, so I've got a choice:
a) Keep going with the fic, even though it'll take ages to update, or
b) End it here and work on something else. There was another idea I had for a story I've wanted to try...
Anyway, I don't know what to do, so I'm letting you guys choose. Except you. You know who you are.
So, yeah. Answer in the comments or PM me, your choice. I'll do whatever one gets more votes.
And now, as to make sure Fanfiction doesn't get pissy at me for not writing something story-like, I'll give you this:
[Aww, man. Do we really have to stop now? We only just started!]
"I know, I know. But the writer seems to be having trouble with the story, so we'll just have to sit and wait until he figures something out... Or quits."
Me, Adriana and Sam were sitting on the side of the road, waiting for everyone's answers. Except that one person. Noone likes him.
[Well, can we at least have a battle?]
"No. Otherwise your level might go up and fluff the story even more."
[What? That doesn't even make sence!]
"What's your point?"
"Okay, break it up, ladies. Let's just wait a little longer to see what they say, okay?" Adriana broke up the mini-fight.
"[...Fine.]" We siad in unison.
"...Soo... Anyone hungry?"
No, it's not meant to be good. Shut up.
Anyway, yeah. Just give me an answer, and I'll do it.
Until then!