My neighbour has a blackberry bush, which overhangs the communal alleyway at the back of our houses. He hates it when people nick his berries. So, obviously, this lead to me picking blackberries just now. I was concentrating on avoiding the bees when suddenly I heard a noise on the other side of the fence. It was my neighbour, obliviously picking his own blackberries.
I have never run so fast in my life. I don't think he saw me. I hate blackberries :(
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I just need to find my blackberry and apple loaf recipe.
I should be posting the new HCL fic in the next day or so. You might want to hide under the bed. No skull fucking though.
And then continue picking the berries out of spite.