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Loch Lomond, August the 3rd, 1996. Noel makes an inaccurate assumption, or something like that.
(Or, Liam's engaged, there's a death and a kiss, Noel spirals and everything goes downhill from there.)
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16 Feb 2026
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It’s new. The joining. New and quickly becoming routine. How could it not, right. He’s only human.
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08 Feb 2026
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So now Noel’s left with tall blond and handsome Oliver, whose eyes are tracking Lila’s arse like there’s a concerned optometrist on standby.
“Seems you’re a bit of a prick,” he says when she’s out of sight.
“Being a prick gets us gigs, believe it or not.”
Oliver shrugs. “North Kent College ain’t exactly Knebworth, mate.”
“Right, so one second me sister’s better than Kate Bush and the next we’re some shite band in a shite venue?”
“I never—hang on,” he gapes, “that’s your sister?”
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In which Noel can't decide which is worse, really: looking out for Lila, or not looking at her at all.
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- Part 2 of The Things That Sleep Inside
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04 Feb 2026
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“I mean it.”
“Mean what?” Lila leans back against the wall and glides her hands up his arms, settling on his shoulders. Tense boy.
“That you need to be locked up.”
“What’re you, the purity police? Ain’t nothing illegal about all this.” She drops a hand to gesture vaguely between them. “Just having a chat, you and I.”
“Lila, this is the legal equivalent of knitting a jumper with heroin needles.”
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Noel gets dumped. Lila gets ideas. Everyone else gets a headache.
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- Part 1 of The Things That Sleep Inside
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04 Feb 2026
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"When you turn to dust, I won’t sweep you up," Lestat drawls from the stairs.
Louis smoothes his thumb over the blistering skin pulled taut across his knuckles.
"I will leave you there in a pile until the wind blows you into the streets of your beloved city."
Or: A conversation about sunlight and martyrdom.
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03 Feb 2026