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I have become THAT fangirl.

The lady with the post-its asked us our names.
I said "lover"
"ahaha, I'm joking. It's Serena."
She laughed.
"He'd remember me," I winked.
The lady, still smiling, wrote "Serena/lover."
My jaw dropped.
Kate saw the post-it, got a pen, and added /wife?:) to hers.
We laughed for a while, but as the que became shorter, we panicked.
With trepidation, Kate handed him her book.
"Wife?" Neil asked, opening Stardust and beginning to write, "Are you proposing?"
"Yes," Kate said, fangirling.
He wrote "Kate* (then doodled) *wife?!?"
I handed him my book, scared shitless.
"Lover?" He said, to which Kate added, "We don't mind. We wouldn't fight."
"We're friends, it's okay," I said, laughing.
Meanwhile, Amanda Palmer gave us bitchface.
"Serena*," he wrote, "Believe/Behave? *lover?!?"
I asked Amanda Palmer to sign something.
She did not look impressed.
But I was grinning LIKE A MAD YOLK.
ILUNEIL.
ILUSOHARD.

(:

And now, my friends, I journey to the land of crazy, where all demented fangirls reside.