for Stefan

[talesuntold]

Maggie spends the first part of the evening on her laptop, liveblogging in one chat window and using the other half of the screen to monitor threads on her section of the After the End Times forum. Maggie's good with people. She never minds a turn on forum duty, and as a beta on the site, she pays her dues just like everyone else who isn't a department head. It's a refreshing change, actually, to have an entirely merit-based system where her last name doesn't mean a thing.

As the first movie winds down, Maggie sets aside the computer, standing up and stretching. She did look around enough to take stock of the room. Almost everyone here is a regular. She knows all of their food and drink preferences, and she fully expects a couple to stay for half the week.

So of course it's the newcomer who caught her attention. He seemed amused by the movie, and she agreed with him on this one. Funny how a horror movies aren't scary at all when the world has turned into one.

Whoever invited him probably pointed her out to Stefan. Maggie got his name from the security scans at the door, but she isn't especially worried about strangers in her house either way. She tosses the remote to another Fictional, letting him take over and set up the next movie.

Stefan's the only one who needs to tell her what he wants, which makes him the logical choice for help fetching it. Maggie makes her way across the room, leans over one arm of the couch, and and introduces herself, probably unnecessarily. "I'm Maggie. Help me carry snacks from the kitchen?"

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[talesuntold]

Maggie is enjoying the conversation with Stefan enough that she agrees readily, "I will, if you'll read it and let me know what you think afterwards. I was due for another open request night anyway. I can promise at least a short vignette, to be expanded on later if I'm feeling inspired."

She can start with a vampire story during her next all-night writing marathon. Maggie writes quickly, and she's a ruthless enough editor of everyone else's work that it only takes a quick pass through her own stories to make them publishable. Especially in a forum that's specifically rapid-fire.

[stefanged]

"Of course I will." She didn't have to ask him twice. Stefan might've re-read a few of her stories when he was in the mood. "Email it to me when you're done. I'd always make time for that kind of thing."

It had been a long time since he'd read vampire fiction, let alone commented to a forum about it, but for her sake, he'd give it a shot.