Fics like you make my head spin, god knows I can't win (I think I got a fucking deathwish).

“..You two can’t be serious.” Paris finally said. “Oh yeah?” Madeline perked up with a grin Paris didn’t particularly trust “Serious enough to already be thinking about slipping your paper into Gilmore’s notes when she gets here?” Louise jumped up, grasping her friends arm “Oh my gosh, that’s a great idea!” “No! No!” Paris was immediately back on her feet, a glare and pointed finger directed right at them “This is not happening! Gilmore is never going to know about this, and if either of you even elude to it you’ll be eating the carpet underneath us that by the looks of it is holding several layers of dirt.” “Oh c’mon Paris! You gotta take a chance on love!” “Madeline this isn’t your chance to live out one of those horrid Hallmark romance movies you love –” “But why not?? It’s actually kinda cute, what you said about her in the letter – you even quote stuff, like..what, Bronte, or something?..” “Austen, genius.” Paris hissed - Paris had only wanted two things: a) to have a productive school work session, and b) to keep her feelings for Rory locked up tighter then steel. But when it accidentally slips out, her friends suddenly have another idea - matchmaking.

Fics like you make my head spin, god knows I can't win (I think I got a fucking deathwish).

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