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History repeats itself. Somebody says this […] I know history. There are many names in history but none of them are ours.

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I turned to Jamie in sudden panic. “I can’t marry you! I don’t even know your last name!”

He looked down at me and cocked a ruddy eyebrow. “Oh. It’s Fraser. James Alexander Malcolm MacKenzie Fraser.” He pronounced it formally, each name slow and distinct.

Completely flustered, I said “Claire Elizabeth Beauchamp,” and stuck out my hand idiotically. Apparently taking this as a plea for support, he took the hand and tucked it firmly in the crook of his elbow. Thus inescapably pinioned, I squelched up the path to my wedding.

  • michael:*starts saying something*
  • luke:*interrupts* MY NAME IS LU- -UKE
  • michael:*starts saying something again*
  • luke:*interrupts* how was that?
  • michael:STOP INTERRUPTING ME
  • luke:*interrupts* i'm sorry
  • michael:-I'M TRYING TO SAY S- ugh it doesn't matter *leaves stage*
  • luke:owh he's upset now
  • ashton:michael's done
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