So there's this book that the tweens were reading and going crazy about. One tween would read it, go crazy about it, and then tell another tween, who would read it, and go crazy about it, and then tell a third... Well, you see how this works. There doesn't seem to be a cure for the craziness, but at first it seemed like things were okay because the tweens were only telling other tweens, not regular people, so my friends weren't effected. Lately though, it's been spreading to folks my age, and all over the internets.
I'm not sure what's to be done.
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How is this tagged shenanigans? Your shenanigans or are you calling shenanigans on the book? Anyway, I see two options - embrace the plague or arm yourself with stakes and garlic and find a source of holy water. Jennie has the books, so it's only a matter of time before I invite it into the house...
Well, no, there's a third option: Have a romantic connection with somebody afflicted, and let them protect/buffer you from attacks.
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