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“What the fuck?”
Ben looks at the 4th wall. “A row of periods is all I get from you?”
The author shrugs. “Ao3 doesn’t let me submit an empty fic. It has to be at least ten characters.”
“It’s supposed to be about me. You can’t just put nothing. I am not fucking nothing.”
”Oh, in that case …”
Ben cranes his neck. “What did you do?”
The author leans to the side so that Ben can see better.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
Ben stares at the ten consecutive emoticons of …
“Seriously?!”
The author shrugs. “You're a fucking mug.”