Y'know what? I gave up biting my nails when I was twelve or so. I'd just started playing piano and my teacher used to tell me off when she saw them, so I weaned myself off the habit. And you know what they've become over the ten minutes or so it took me to read this? Bloody stubs. At this rate I'll be lucky if my knuckles escape unscathed.
Wendy, Wendy, Wendy... you have Lex in this story.
Eagerly awaiting part eight!!! [don't you love my diplomatic use of subtlety there?
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Sara
