Disclaimer: I am not Lemony Snicket…for anyone thick enough to think that I am in fact he, masquerading as a high school girl writing fanfiction of my own work…
Disclaimer: I am not Lemony Snicket…for anyone thick enough to think that I am in fact he, masquerading as a high school girl writing fanfiction of my own work…
Kit stood in the doorway of Olaf's room, arms crossed, glowering. "You really are leaving, aren't you?"
"Yeah,"
"Will I see you again?"
He rested a gentle hand on her arm, "Only if you want to,"
"Why wouldn't I?"
"Kiss me, Kit,"
"Tell me why!"
A pause – a heavy, pregnant pause.
"I'm not what you think I am,"
Kit nodded. "I know," she said, and she kissed him. Hard.