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Cancelled

Fae jumped onto the sofa excitedly, a grin slapped across her well structured face, her freckles seeming to stretch. The springs squeeked, not happy being put through that much stress. “Tommy!” she called. “Hurry up!” she turned to the tv and picked up the remote.

Tommy dejectedly sat down on the sofa. Here we go again, he thought. Fae turned the TV on and started flicking through the recorded programmes, searching for her Saturday night favourite. Her face fell slightly as she went through the list once, twice, three times.

“NOOOOOOOOOOO!” she screamed, “IT’S NOT ON THERE!”
Tommy looked at her, “Geez Fae, it’s just a tv show” he muttered, just loud enough for her to hear. She turned to him, anger in her eyes.
“JUST A TV SHOW? JUST A TV SHOW! DOCTOR WHO IS NOT JUST A TV SHOW! IT’S THE REASON FOR MY EXISTENCE!”
Tommy scoffed. “Seriously Fae” he said, “It’s just a tv show!”
“ARGH!” Fae screamed, attacking him.

You don’t mess with obsessed fans.

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