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Title:
Dear Dr. Love: Logan's Letter
Author:
Terri
E-mail:
xgrrl26@yahoo.com
Rating:
PG (it's Logan)
Disclaimer:
I don't own them. Darn.
Archive:
Sure, why not? Just let me know where......
Feedback:
And an answer from Dr. Love, please.
Comments:
This fic is part of a round robin at DeadDolphinFloggedHorse where various
x-men (and x-objects - way to go, Caroilne!) write in for advice to the mysterious
Dr. Love, who is being played (in a manly way) by David. I envisioned
this as the first in a series of letters from Logan, with more to follow
as he tries to implement Dr. Love's advice.
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Dear Dr.
Love -
I got a
problem. Here it is. See, there's this girl I met. I like
her, and I need to find out what she's thinkin about me. She's not
just any girl - she's, you know, a real good one. And there's a coupla
reasons why she might not like me back. For one, I usedta fight for
a livin and do some other stuff that wasn't exactly legal. For two,
there's a big age difference. I dunno exactly how much, but it's a
lot. Three, she almost killed me twice and I know she feels kinda bad
about that, but it wasn't even really her fault either time. It was
kinda by accident. Plus, you know, I almost killed her once too.
That was an accident - I'm not a weirdo or nothin. Anyway - four -
I got amnesia a while back and I don't really remember most of my life.
And five - she might think I like this other girl cause I flirt with her
a little, but it don't mean nothin, really.
But then
again, there are a coupla reasons she might like me. She's givin out
a few signs she might. She wears the dogtags I gave her all the time,
she spends a lotta time with me, and she knows me really, really well - she'sactually
got me in her head - and still seems to like me anyway. I can tell
she wants me, that's kinda obvious to a guy like me, but I can't tell if
she's thinkin about me seriously or if she's in love with me or what.
And I gotta know. Soon. She just turned eighteen, so she's old
enough now and I really can't wait to find out any more. So what do
I do? I know I gotta come up with somethin better than just comin out
and askin her. There's gotta be a better way to go about it.
I can't think of nothin and I'm sure as hell not askin any of the people
around here.
Wonderin
in Westchester
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