THIS IS WHAT DREAMS ARE MADE OF. Or something else that means I have been wishing for a frat boy fic in this fandom SO much, and now it exists and is perfect. Everything about it made me grin, but this line especially just stuck out as wonderfully in character and generally hilarious and delightful:
Brad held up a hand. “With your stupid imaginary god as my witness, I told her to leave me alone a verifiable eight times. I don’t know what I could’ve done besides punching her in the head or getting a restraining order.”
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Date: 2010-03-16 02:44 am (UTC)Brad held up a hand. “With your stupid imaginary god as my witness, I told her to leave me alone a verifiable eight times. I don’t know what I could’ve done besides punching her in the head or getting a restraining order.”