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ani-tolaat-bli-toelet · 2 months ago

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I cannot stress enough how bad the "vetting" thing is. We're on the internet, a place where if people are sort of smart they can be completely anonymous or pretend to be someone else entirely. This can range from totally harmless (like my 10 year old cousin pretending to be 13 to open a Facebook account to play one of those Farmville-esque games), dubious (confirming you're old enough to read fanfiction that, let's be real, you shouldn't have read when you were <insert too young age here>) or life-threatening (pedophile pretending to be a cool surfer or whatever to get kids online to think "oh he's so cool, and he talks to me like we're on the same level unlike other adults who treat me like a child" and agree to meet him in person)

If you're familiar with the scam-baiting community you may recognize a two-personas scam dynamic: one email account messages you saying they're a sick dying widow who wants to give you all your money, then when you reply to that email you get one from a different address introducing themselves as Dying Widow's lawyer or something like that, which makes the whole thing seem more legitimate in the eyes of someone vulnerable to that sort of scam. Whether the emails come from a team (like a new scammer who gets victims on the hook and senior scammers who take care of the hard part - stealing your money or information) or just one scammer with two email accounts who tries to make his scam seem more serious and believable, the point is many scammers will try to use more than one persona to scam you.

It's why we had internet safety rules shoved in our faces all the time in the early 2000s - don't meet with people on the internet, you don't know who they really are; don't share personal details on the internet, you don't know who could find and use it against you; don't purchase from illegitimate websites/don't reply with your credit card details to emails asking for money, you might give a malicious person direct access to all your money.

So if you look up a legitimate organization like the Red Crescent and hit the "donate" button on their website, your 5$ actually get to their intended destination. Or if you have a friend in real life who has been visiting, say, a Palestinian from the West Bank for years now, and they come to you and say "hey man, remember my buddy Hisham? His cousins live in Khan Younis, they really need help. I'm going around campus asking for money so I can send it to him, can you spare 5$?" then yeah, Hisham's cousins are real and your friend (whom you know) has met Hisham in person and knows Hisham is an actual person from Hebron with family in Gaza Strip so it's okay to give him 5$.

These "vetting" accounts? They're strangers on the internet! You don't know who they are, you don't know how they're connected to the other stranger who says they're from Gaza, you don't even know if they're a person or a bot. And when so many clearly-templated posts from new blogs appear on my dashboard and so many of them are "vetted" by the same user, that should at the very least make you go "hmm, that's odd."

Remember scams prey on vulnerability. Scam victims are not stupid, or naive, they're people who have been approached in a time or manner that made their guard down - for example someone with crippling debt being approached with an offer of a huge sum of money, or an activist who's terrified of seeing a war unfold somewhere far away so they're also feeling pretty helpless.

If you want to educate yourself further on scam awareness I highly recommend getting familiar with scam-baiting folks like Atomic Shrimp, who go over various scams to keep you in the loop and alert, and are sometimes able to interfere with active scams. Here Shrimp goes over some factors that might make people vulnerable to scams (in general I recommend him because of his compassionate attitude towards victims of scams.)

Sooooo ummmmmmm this is something that's probably going to piss a lot of people off, but I feel like I really need to say it.

If you get a message from an account claiming to be a Palestinian fundraiser, it is a bot. It is a scam. You need to report & delete the message and encourage others to do the same.

I know because I get messages on this account DAILY. I have a very high follower count and I'm pretty active and I interact with my followers a lot, and apparently that all adds up to one big bot magnet.

Bots following and messaging this account was a MASSIVE problem before Tumblr fixed its new account policies. I used to spend literally hours blocking and reporting the hundreds of bots that I would get following me each day.

I learned a lot about bots and how to identify them. The easiest way is with no avatar, "untitled" in the blog description (BTW if your avatar is still set to default PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD change it because you run a substantial risk of being accidentally blocked & reported as a bot).

One of the dead give aways of a bot was what I call "word salad" names. Three seemingly random words strung together making no sense, always adjective, adjective or noun, noun. If you reported a lot of these bots, you'd notice the same words kept showing up.

Nowadays, I am bombarded with fundraiser requests and sometimes, they don't even bother to hide the fact that they're a bot. The avatar is default, the blog title is "untitled," and the blog name is a classic randomly-generated word salad.

However MOST of the requests I get come from at least semi-legit looking accounts. There are pictures, a name, a story. Never mind that I've gotten that message three times from different accounts.

Sometimes, they claim to be vetted, but the whole vetting system essentially adds up to "trust me bro." There is no way of guaranteeing that this account isn't just lying about being vetted, claiming to be vetted by a false person, or are using the identity of a real Palestinian to scam people.

Previously, I've seen a lot of people getting attacked for raising questions about these fundraisers and getting attacked for being racist or for harming Palestinian families in danger, like Tumblr isn't a website famous for its scams and the words "The Arkh Project" "All or Nothing" or "Miss Officer and Mr. Truffles" mean nothing to you.

I personally have been scammed by people claiming to be charities on Tumblr before, specifically, The Leelah Project which used the name of a trans teenager who died by suicide to swindle people out of their money.

Luckily, there are actual, respected charities out there you can give money to if you want to help the cause:

Palestinian Children's Relief Fund

Palestine Red Crescent Society

United Nations Relief Works Agency

Islamic Relief

World Central Kitchen

Médecins Sans Frontièrs

One of the hardest things to accept about the situation in Palestine is that realistically, there is very little that your average outsider can do to change it. However, these large, well-respected and trustworthy charities are out there doing the hard work to keep people alive, and should be where the donation money is going

These scam bots feed on people's naïvety and need to believe that they are making a difference, and even worse, feed on the fear that by ignoring them, it somehow makes you a racist doing direct harm to a refugee family, when in fact they are using the suffering of Palestinians to take away money from those in need.

As far as fundraisers that don't send out random asks for donations, I honestly don't know. You'll have to do the work yourself and approach with much caution.

Be careful out there.

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reasonableapproximation · 11 months ago

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After the third time that I got out of the bath to find lots of water on the kitchen floor, I noticed the pattern.

(In my defense, it wasn't obvious how it could have got there. The layout is sort of |h. where | is the bath, the vertical of the h is the wall between the kitchen and the bath, the leg of the h is a cupboard, and the . is where the water was, in front of the cupboard. The bit of the kitchen directly adjacent to the bath wasn't wet, and the cupboard didn't look wet either. But for some reason there's wood on the floor of the cupboard, and some kind of plasticy fake tiles on the wood. So it was just seeping through the wood without seeping up through the tiles.)

By this time we'd told them that Ally had moved out and they'd taken them off the tenancy agreement. So I emailed the property management company, and they let their contractors know, and the contractors called Ally to find out when was a good time to come.

(I guessed they'd done that when they called me and asked "do you still live there?" and then Ally confirmed it when we spoke a few weeks later, our first significant interaction since they'd gone into the hospital. They said it hadn't bothered them.)

Anyway, the plumber came. In between when I sent the email and when the plumber arrived I also had a shower, which didn't get water on the kitchen floor.

The plumber took off the side of the bath to discover that the pipes were just completely disconnected, so that explained it. I probably could have figured that out myself if I'd taken the side off, but I'd figured it would be all gross under there if I did that, and there probably wouldn't be much I could do myself, so I hadn't wanted to. In hindsight I could have used the knowledge to not take a shower.

He vacuumed up the water and put new pipes in. He got me to help with the connections because he couldn't reach around the shower screen to get a hand on both sides. It took us a few tries to figure out how the overflow was supposed to fit together, and then it was hard to screw in - I think the hole in the bath itself wasn't smooth, so it went around jerkily and I didn't know if I'd tightened it as much as I could. I kind of figured he'd do it a bit more after I left the room, but idk if he did. He said to leave the side off for a few days so it would dry properly.

After he left I had a bath and then looked underneath. It seemed wetter than I thought I remembered, but I wasn't sure. I got a space heater to help it dry.

After a few days it seemed decently dry, so I filled the bath to overflowing and, yep, still leaking. Emailed maintenance to get them to send someone again.

A different person came and replaced the shower screen (with a new one that's fixed in place so it's even more awkward to reach around) and the silicone around the tub. I think the previous guy had let them know that those wanted doing. I asked about the overflow and he took another look at his work order and yep, that was there too. He took the cover off and gave it a couple of twists, I think loosening it but not much and I felt too awkward to say anything. He said he'd put silicone around the rubber seal.

He left the side of the bath on and I didn't feel like taking it off when I had a bath the next day. But I just did so today, confirmed it was reasonably dry before bath, small puddle after bath.

Sigh. I've asked them to send someone a third time.

I know this isn't something that's super easy to test - the first guy could have tested by filling the bath to the overflow, but that would have taken a while, and the second guy couldn't because the silicone needed to dry. Still, feels like it shouldn't be that hard to get a good seal?

I know that "hey please send someone to fix my leaky bath, the last two guys did not quite succeed" is a totally reasonable ask, but I (a) don't like feeling like a bother and (b) half expect my landlord to raise my rent next time it's up for renewal anyway, and this seems like it makes it more likely.

(When we told them Ally was moving out they wanted an updated employer reference for me. I was the only official tenant, fully responsible and liable by myself for rent, with Ally a permitted occupier. So I hadn't expected that to be necessary, but I guess for all they knew Ally had an unsteady income that they were helping me out with. Since we moved in in 2019, my salary had gone up 35% or 55% depending on whether they sent the most recent reference before or after applying my most recent raise. And rent's only gone up once, by 10%. So I won't be surprised if they decide to try to get more out of me at the risk I decide not to renew; and the more I ask them to send people to do things, the more likely that seems.)

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duskwoodgirl4life · 2 years ago

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Chapter 2

Hannah's POV

Now that I am free from that hell hole Richy left me in, I can now focus on being with my one true love Jake. I never would of thought all that time emailing each other back and forth would lead too this moment. I just have one obstacle in my way MC she shouldn't be a problem too get rid off. Of course Thomas knows nothing he's so stuck in his old boring ways, he's like a mother hen he's constantly there why can't he just leave me alone.

I guess in time he will come too understand my true feelings, my heart no longer belongs too him. I don't even think it ever really did he was just there he was just someone too be with. Cleo keeps asking me questions of course I tell her what she wants too here. She never did understand me she was always about her baking and sticking her nose in where it doesn't belong. Now I must send my love a text too let him know that I am thinking about him.

Hannah: hello my love :) just wanted too say that I love you, I can't wait too finally be in your arms. I know you don't really love MC your just letting her down gently I understand. When I had sex with Thomas last night I couldn't help but think of you the way you turn me on. Soon my love we will be in each others arms forever I love you my handsome hacker xxxxx

MC had just got back from getting supplies Jake was still hard at work, she could tell he was trying too distract himself from Hannah. As MC was putting the supplies away Jake's phone buzzed causing Jake too jump out of his skin.

MC: hey, it's okay Jake I'm here now don't worry

Jake: what did I do too deserve you?

MC: you loved me back

Jake picked up his phone and read the disturbing text his own sister had sent, Jake didn't say anything he just put his phone down. MC knew that the text wasn't good she took a look and even MC felt sick too her stomach after reading it. MC put the phone back down and wrapped her arms around Jake.

MC: do you want me too sit with you while you work?

Jake: I would like that very much but first what supplies did you get?

MC: I got us all kinds of different things pasta, rice, some fresh vegetables I got us some tuna and a couple different sauces. I also got us a couple sandwiches for lunch.

Jake kissed MC on the forehead and grabbed a seat putting it next too him MC brought over the food and sat down.

Thomas: hey Lilly, do you know what's wrong with Hannah? She's acting really strange

Lilly: hey, come on Thomas she's been through a lot, why are you even asking that question. You have too give her time too work things out.

Thomas: I get that but she's not been near me all day, last night she was all over me now she's acting so cold towards me.

Lilly: just give her time her emotions are going too be all over the place, she's been through alot. If you really need me too talk too her I can.

Thomas: please, I just need too know she's okay.

Lilly: fine, but she's not going too like this and you know it.

Thomas: I know, thanks Lilly

Lilly: hey sis, how you feeling today?

Hannah: hey :) I'm doing okay it's just going too take time

Lilly: Thomas just text me something about you not being yourself, he said you where all over him last night. Now this morning your being cold towards him.

Hannah: my emotions are all over the place, it's just this morning he wouldn't leave me alone. I'm so close too breaking up with him for good this time.

Lilly: I totally get that you take all the time you need, I've always got a bed here if you ever want too stay.

Hannah: thank you Lilly I knew you would understand, talk too you later X

Lilly: talk later X

Thomas's POV

I thought getting Hannah back would make me feel relieved, I was so worried about her I didn't think I'd see her again. She's changed since we where last together, before she got kidnapped she was so warm and loving. I barely recognise her anymore she's changed so much, I even reached out too Lilly. Maybe I need too try and be more attentive towards her maybe if I cook us a romantic dinner. Yes that it what I am going too do, I will head too the store now and pick up what I need.

Thomas grabbed his keys he left a note for Hannah, as he didn't want too disturbed her as she was sleeping. While Thomas was at the store he bumped into cleo who was picking up some baking supplies.

Cleo: hey Thomas how are you?

Thomas: hi Cleo, am doing okay

Cleo: how's Hannah doing this morning? She feeling any better after what happened

Thomas: she's doing okay, what do you mean after what happened?

Cleo: you know when she told Jake she was in love with him

Thomas: WHAT!! NO!! that's not true Jake is her brother, I thought you were Hannah's friend. But instead your spreading poisonous lies about her keep away from us Cleo.

Cleo: if you don't believe me just take a look at her phone, you will get all the proof you need!!!

Thomas: i won't stand here and listen too your lies Cleo, stay away from Hannah.

Later that evening MC had cooked dinner something Jake was still getting used too, as she put the plates down Jake's phone buzzed again.

Hannah: I can't stop thinking about you I need you so much Jake, please say you will come and meet me. I need too feel your lips on mine run my hands all over your body while I kiss every inch of you. Please meet me tonight at the black lake at 8pm see you there my handsome hacker xxxxx

MC: right I've had enough of this let me deal with her.

MC picked up her phone and sent a message back too Hannah.

MC: do you really think Jake wants too be anywhere near you? Hannah you are totally sick in the head. You need too get some serious help, he doesn't love you like that and never will. He won't be coming too meet you tonight or any other night!! LEAVE JAKE ALONE!!!

MC put the phone down and went back over too Jake, she sat down on his lap and pulled him in close for a hug. Running her fingers through his hair and lightly kissing his head Jake looked up kissing MC on the lips. MC got up from Jake's lap and took him by the hand sitting down on the bed too eat dinner.

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georgemackayhey · 5 years ago

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More Than A Night Out

warning: Explicit content 18+ Only

w/c: 5k

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You sat behind the roped off a section of a smoke-filled bar in one of Vegas' most hectic hotels, sporting a fancy dress and feeling a bit anxious.

"I'm George. And you're who I'm supposed to be introducing myself to, right?" He stood leaning in close before you clad in a casual leather jacket with his hands shoved in his pockets. Reading body language had become a much more important part of this job than you'd once figured. But there was a difference between assessing and staring. And you had to catch yourself on the edge of openly gawking at the lean beauty who called himself George.

"Yes, yes, thanks for sparing some time for a chat." You smiled warmly, scooting to the corner of the curved red vinyl booth. George let his nervous grin flicker into a warmer expression as he slid in to meet the opposite corner of the table.

You were a writer for an independent magazine based out of New York. Your publisher had sent you all over America to interview all kinds of talented people of current pop culture. You were used to celebrities and their lingo, and you were used to the pseudo niceties these interviews came along with. After answering your questions with nothing but pride, your subjects would leave and go on being popular. It was your job to make them seem like normal human beings, with an overload of charm.

In your lap, a hardback notebook held all your hastily scribbled questions that you thought up in preparation for this moment. You were meant to ask George MacKay how his latest film had changed his life and about his rise to fame. You were supposed to get him to gush about acting and tell you some beautiful antidote no other interview had managed to hear the likes of. Your job tonight was to focus on George's latest project, 1917. But George asked the first question.

"So you've been doing this a while, huh?" The man with sky blue eyes asked. A waiter had breezed by, sliding a list of drinks for you pair to choose from.

"I only ask because the bio in your email was like, really impressive. I don't know if I'm worthy." George laughed, gazing at the beer list as you shrugged. You had conducted conversations with the likes of many old, jaded stars. Tonight was different. A young, spirited man sat across from you and his eyes were shining right into yours. You were completely unworthy.

"Don't worry. I'll only write exactly what you say." You smiled, eyeing the mixed drinks, but only ordering water when the waiter came back by.

"What's been your craziest interview?" George wondered, propping his chin in his hand as he looked to you like a boy in school, and you were a fireman on career day. You laughed out loud, because yes. You laugh because you were supposed to be asking the questions.

"I made Axel Rose cry." You grinned, peeking behind a strand of your hair to ensure this wasn't something you went around telling everyone. "He was the guest during a benefit for our magazine. I asked about his family and he just sort of lost it."

George laughed out loud, beaming at you. So far, this felt more like riffing with an old friend of a friend. You nearly forgot about the list of questions in your lap. But even after you cracked open your notebook, George still had more to say.

"With the right questions, I bet you get a lot of dirt." He rose a pale brow as if there was something he was trying to get you to understand. A code he wished you would crack.

"You should let me ask you a few." You mused, leaning in a little closer to establish your longing to get this show on the road. Not that you wanted the night to end sooner. You could have basked in the glow of his blinding smile for all time. But you were on a clock...

George watched your mouth move as you asked him about 1917. He looked you in the eyes when he told you his favorite memories from set. You watched his hands move around as he explained the impact that acting out such a tumultuous time period had on his personal and professional life. In the lulls in between conversation, when he paused to sip his lager, your eyes met each others. It was by far one of the more enjoyable nights of your career. He was easy to listen to and very lovely to look at.

When the clock struck midnight, and your notebook was filled with more information than you'd even consider finalizing, the night ended. With smiles and genuine thanks, you parted from the grotty Vegas bar. But as you made your way through the casino, you turned back to see George lingering near the elevators, watching you disappear into the crowd.

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Up in your luxurious room, too nice for someone to stay in all alone, you checked your phone. You had a flight to catch in the morning, travel that would put you home right in time for the weekend.

But a dark email loomed at the top of your notification bar. Your flight had been delayed due to weather, a wicked snow storm had taken residence in New York. Seriously, this late in February? The airline had given you a limited few options for later flights, and you slumped on the downy hotel bed, booking the soonest flight out of this trashy city.

Looked like you'd be spending another day hanging around the hotel that felt more like a small city of its own. Luckily, you had something, rather; someone to write that would keep you pleasantly distracted.

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Last nights silky was totally worth sporting in front of your modern-day movie star crush, but you were glad to be more comfortable this morning. After a long scalding shower, you slipped into reasonable leggings and an old band shirt that was a few sizes too large. This could pass as sporty, right? With thoughts of fashion draining from your head, you grabbed your laptop and started a lazy shuffle toward the lobby of the hotel.

You usually wrote in coffee shops, back home, but the lobby swarmed with tourists was a little too hectic for your liking. Luckily, you wandered to the opposite wing of the lodge and found a relatively cozy nook outside of a casino. It was too early for the swarm of gamblers to distract you with drunken cheers, but the stead buzz of well-groomed patrons coming and going from the bar was white noise music to your ears.

You nestled into a chaise lounge chair by a window and ignored everything besides your laptop screen. There was nothing that could stop you from spending a little too long scrolling through George's fan tag on Instagram. When you finally started to outline the story based on his interview, you were one hundred words from your limit of one thousand, and you still hadn't said everything you wanted. You could have gushed over his polite and charming nature long enough to take up every page of the magazine you worked for.

But you reigned yourself in, reworded for a while, and started to finalize the article when a passer-by disrupted your work for the first time in a couple of hours.

"Is that about me?" It was him.

"Oh my God." You laughed, clutching onto your laptop like an instinct. You were shocked to see George again; dressed in a fine-looking sweater that made your heart buzz with a silly warmth. You cursed your leggings and wondered why you were stupid enough to wear your old thrift store Bowie tshirt in public.

"Can I read it?" George grew a wicked grin, moving to sit at the foot of the chaise you occupied. You scrambled to straighten your poster as your heart speed up in search of an excuse. You really shouldn't let him do that- but you couldn't say no to his sweet face, especially when he was smiling right at you.

"Uh..." You glanced between George and the laptop you'd been staring at for far too long. You realized that you were one spell check away from sending the damn thing in. You pressed the spellcheck button in a flash, so you wouldn't have to lie. But no errors were found, and you were left with zero choice.

"Just know I shouldn't be doing this." You warned, scooting your laptop away with a cringe. George, in all his charm, waggled his brow at you as he leaned in a little closer to read your story. You held your breath at his silly expression and ceased to breathe the entire time his eyes locked onto your laptop screen.

"This..." George spoke up after a very scary bout of silence. He shook his head as his eyes scanned the page on your laptop, and you felt your heart begin to stall.

"You actually, like... listened to what I had to say," George smirked in unmistakable disbelief. "It's so much more than a Q&A. You drew conclusions and made our conversation into a story. It's perfect." George glanced up to you for the first time in a while, and his eyes were searing into yours.

"Geez," You chuckled nervously, digging your nails into the stitching on the cushion below you. "Thank you, George. I never really get feedback like that from anyone I write for." You realized. Sure, you're articles we're promoted by the people featured in them, but they hardly ever had a direct comment on your work.

"When is it coming out?" George wondered, leaning on his elbow, looking up toward you. You leaned toward the laptop that was the barrier between you and the pretty man, but were closer to him than ever before.

"I just have to change the font..." You noted, pressing buttons as you spoke. "open my email..." George's eyes eventually flickered from your face back to your screen. "and send it in."

"Would you like to do the honors?" You grinned, moving the cursor over the send button on the screen. George gazed back to you with a hearty chuckle but didn't waste much more time before clicking the send button for you.

"And now we wait." You shrugged, wrapping your arms around your waist as the handsome man smiled your way. Oh if you'd only put on a little lipstick...

"How should we pass the time, then?" George wondered in a curious lilt. "Oh, let's go drink one of those thirty-four-ounce margaritas to celebrate. It's the perfect occasion to day drink." Was he kidding? Because you weren't entirely sure if you were being punk'd or not, you tried to hide your wide-eyed reaction as you responded.

"I'm hardly dressed for the occasion." You grinned, shutting your laptop.

"If it's any consolation, that bar is empty right now, besides there's a lady asleep in the back in her clothes from last night." George pointed across the way. There we're people flooding the casino and taking their drinks to gamble. There was no way you were about to pass up this opportunity.

In the blink of an eye, you were sitting at a bar top, turned toward each other to share a ridiculously overpriced thirty-four-ounce strawberry margarita out of honest to God silly straws.

"This should actually be illegal."

"Do you remember the prohibition, George?" You laughed, watching the blended ice travel through the purple looped straw as you sipped.

"Of course not." George laughed incredulously. "Just because I lived through the war doesn't mean I'm that old."

"Ha ha." You mused, wondering why it was so easy to be around George. You'd just met him, but from the moment he opened his mouth, it was like you'd been chatting together for years. It was like he saw past the questions you were being paid to ask, and heard you asking them. Maybe just because you really did want to know his answers.

"I want to know what you've lived through," George demanded, taking a turn to drink out his straw from the margarita you'd been sharing. He'd been asking questions like that since you'd met him, and your chest blossomed with nerves as he peered up at you through his lashes. In your nervous scramble to give George an answer, your brain settled on a story about the first time you met Will Smith.

"Wait, wait, wait." George broke away from his green silly straw and held a dismissive hand out in front of you.

"We're off the record now, y/l/n. I want to know the real shit! Ya know, the last time you cried. Your Chipoltle order." George was waving his hands as if his questions were obvious. You laughed out loud, throwing your head back and relishing the moment you realized how lucky you were to be living in this moment.

So you reluctantly told him some things. You couldn't justify giving your best details away, but you liked the idea of a stranger knowing you the worst thing you did in second grade, and a silly trademark your family coined. George kept his brilliant gaze set on you, and you could almost see your own stories coming to life in his eyes. He was actually listening to you.

The focus on you was becoming a bit too overwhelming, so you shifted to ask George a few more questions, tipsy enough to pry for a few of the same antidotes George had asked you for. After laughing over a few fun facts about his hometown and the time he ran away from his mum in the supermarket, you both settled into silence. You were busy trying to compute how wild this afternoon had turned.

"How long are you staying?" He asked after a beat. When he caught your attention, you realized he'd never lost it and you'd been staring at him like you longed to do last night.

"Oh uh-"

"I was gifted tickets to one of those Cirque shows and my friend's flights got canceled.. So... I thought maybe... you'd wanna..."

"I... sure." You sit up straight, trying to bite back the cheesy grin on your face. You weren't sure how you ended up here in Vegas, sharing a drink with a stunning boy, but you thanked your lucky stars as George went one telling you the details he'd roped you into tonight.

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The storm in New York had only gotten worse, as you scrolled through updates on your cities local website. Your flight was supposed to take off tomorrow morning, but the storm hadn't let up since the last flight got canceled. You decided now wasn't the time to worry, and went about tearing through your suitcase praying you'd find something nice enough to wear.

You exchanged room numbers, agreeing to meet up at George's tonight. You had more than enough time to get ready but still scrambled to present yourself as perfectly as possible. Agreeing to a night out with George was as lucky as you'd ever been.

After shimmying into a pretty outfit and fixing your makeup just right, your phone buzzed with a notification. Your editor had sent you the final edit of the story you'd written for George, praising you for a job well done. You couldn't help but giggled as you skipped down the hall on the way to George's room, three stories higher.

"Hello, love! You look wonderful." George smiled wide as he opened the door, gesturing for you to come in. His single room was much like yours, a living area and kitchen big enough to house a family, and a bedroom off down the hall. Vegas confounded you.

You rested your room key on a desk near the door and watched George slide into a sharp blue jacket, bringing out the shine of his matching eyes. God, how did he get better looking by the minute?

He escorted you from his suite with a coy grin as if your outing was scandalous.

"Your interview should be published next week. My editor loves it." You informed, walking in step with George to the elevators.

"Of course they do, you're an incredible writer." George pulled a face as if this were a fact everyone knew. You pushed the elevator button with a roll of your eyes, unsure how to handle his outlandish flattery.

"All because of the answers you gave me. You're an incredible subject." You fawned, feeling brave enough to in one fleeting moment.

"Then we make the perfect pair," George smirked at you, keeping his eyes on yours as you passed into the elevator doors. Your legs must have figured out how to move on their own because you felt a bit stunned still by the look in George's eye after his soft comment.

The Cirque show was just across the street in another hotel. But because Vegas was insane, it took you a solid fifteen minutes to cross between traffic and a packed hotel lobby to get to the venue inside. By the time you and George settled into your seats, you felt all too unworthy of what was happening.

"Thanks again for bringing me along. I don't know how I got so lucky." You huffed a nervous laugh, trying not to openly swoon over how close you were to the boy. His leg was just barely far enough away from brushing against yours, and you were meant to sit there like it was totally cool for the next hour.

"Trust me, I'm the lucky one." George nodded, turning his head toward the stage as the lights went dim. Your heart was beating a mile a minute and during the first few minutes of the show, all you could truly focus on was how close George was to you. You felt like a schoolgirl on her first date, and reprimanded yourself for letting your feelings get this way.

But halfway through the show, something astounding happened. It was more thrilling than all the acrobatics and dance numbers happening on stage before you. George let his fingers bloom across your palm before they fit perfectly between yours. He sat holding your hand with his eyes fixed on the show, while you tried to keep from melting off the seat into a puddle.

The show ended and you walked out of the theater together, quietly flooding out into the street that was somehow busier than before.

"Thanks for that. I've only been to Vegas for work and have never had time to do the cheesy trashy fun bits."

"Me either." George looked to you and you could tell he was brewing some idea behind his sparkling eyes. Just then, his full name was called out from somewhere beyond your shared gaze. That's when you realized you were still holding his hand. You took a step back, untangling your fingers when you realized a group of drunk college students were excitedly asking for George's photo. You watched from a few steps away and swallowed the silly blooming crush you couldn't shake. What happens in Vegas stayed, right? Maybe you were both just blinded by the ancient ideal.

But when the fans disbanded, George didn't waste a beat slipping his hand back into your grasp.

"Let's go have some fun." He waggled his brow the same as he had hours ago, smirking all the while.

You proceeded to drink and laugh and gamble and dance into the early morning. Your evening became a blur of flashing neon lights and booming bass notes. Even in your alcohol-fueled daze, you fully felt George's fingers linger on your shoulder as he led you to and from the dance floor. His touch was warm and steady and the only thing that made sense in the night full of fast-paced fun you had no time to process.

On the walk back to the hotel, reality threatened to seep in as your feet burned in your heels. When you realized you left your room key in George's room, you felt no shame in taking your heels off and walking the hotel carpet with a little more ease. "I'm all for a movie night in but that was so much fun."

"Me too. Let's have a movie night next." George grinned, wasted as you were.

"Yes!" You fawned in exhausted excitment.

He led you into his room where your room key sat waiting where you'd left it. But the thought of walking one more step made you want to cry. So you asked if George minded if you sat for a moment; settling on the tiny loveseat giving your feet a break and talking yourself into the last bit of walking toward your room.

Yeah, big mistake. Before you knew it, you were totally passed out there and slept soundly on the sofa in a room that wasn't yours. When you woke up and noticed your shoe's near George's by the door you felt so embarrassed for having crashed like that, your weak hangover trumped by shame.

"Shit." You mutter, quietly moving to sneak toward the door. Your cellphone rested on the counter next to your room key. But as you reach for your things, you hear George shuffle into the room. He's dressed for a new day in a plain button-up and suit jacket.

"Oof, I'm really sorry for falling asleep." You cringed, grabbing your room key, a little afraid to look right in George's eye.

"It's alright really." He nodded. "It was so late, I don't know how you slept on that little thing. But I didn't want to move you and make it weird." George kind of grimaced, hoping his comment wasn't as equally unwelcome as he seemed to think the action might have been. "I'm sorry you don't have to leave just yet."

"I have a flight, actually." You frowned suddenly, wishing you didn't have to leave this place you hated a day ago. But as you unlocked your phone to make sure you weren't too late, there we're a slew of emails from your flight agency, canceling your morning commute again.

"And now I don't have a flight."

George's phone seemed to buzz to life at the same moment, it was a new day after all. He glanced at his notifications frowning the same as you just had.

"Well I was going to invite you to breakfast but I've got another meeting added to my list of a ridiculous amount of things to do today." George sighed.

You knew the fun would have to come to an end sooner rather than later, he was a busy guy, an increasingly important, beautiful, busy guy. And you were stuck in Vegas all over again, without much to keep you occupied from how much you'd grown to love it here, just a little.

"Maybe we can have that movie night if I get back early enough." George smiled, leaning over to retrieve his shoes from the doormat. You couldn't believe George had remembered your off the cuff remark from early this morning, but somehow his comment felt more like a raincheck, than an invite. And whether you were hungover or paranoid, you couldn't tell.

So you took the cue to gather your things, opting to carry your shoes and stood in the doorway.

"You know where to find me, then." You offered, too afraid of agreeing right off and seeming too desperate to spend more time with him. You wished George good luck with all his movie star duties for the day and sulked on the long walk back to your shitty matching room.

___

Your day was spent ordering room service, exhausted by the idea of going back out and about in all the madness that made up Vegas. You scrolled through a measly list of flights to take, opting to stay another night and hoping the storm would pass soon. Soon, the sun was setting and after a long bubble bath, you slipped into your favorite pair of pj's, planning to listen to some podcasts to make the most of this evening. But just as you finished cleaning up, a knock came at your door. You hadn't ordered more room service, and there was a sign dangling from your door handle warning away the maids.

You were surprised to find George on the other side of your door, looking happy to see you. You honestly hadn't expected to see him again, you thought your luck had run its course. And you spent the whole day trying not to reminisce over the way you'd grown more comfortable near each other as the night went on.

You greeted him with a smile, comfortable enough in your pj's when you noticed he was wearing joggers now, too.

"You shed the suit?" You laughed.

"I figured if we're having a movie night I better dress for the occasion," George smirked. You hung your head to hide your blush and opened the door wider for him to come in all the way.

Okay, so maybe you had failed to plan this far ahead, but you hardly cared what happened next. You and George floated to the sofa in front of the television, and he reached for the remote.

“Have you memorized the tv guide yet?” George prodded as you sat next to him, leaving a sliver of space for good measure.

“I’ll have you know I’ve been far too busy running around the city this weekend.” You smiled, turning your gaze toward the television, too skittish to meet George’s baby blue eyes this close up.

He clicked his tongue as if to say “what a shame” all while flipping through channels. He landed on Hallmark, tossing the remote down ceremoniously. You couldn’t help but laugh as the movie seemed to just begin.

“Is that Betty White?” You chuckled.

“You’re welcome.” George boasted over getting lucky finding this film queued up perfectly for the two of you on this spontaneous night. You spent a little bit laughing over the cheesy musical flares and dramatics that made up every great Hallmark film, this one included. But as the film played on, you couldn’t help but notice the bits of genuinely good storytelling peeking through.

George kept you laughing throughout the film, but near the end, both of you got quiet and watched in silence until the credits rolled.

“Damn. That was actually just a little bit good.” George spoke up, a little quiet. That’s when you noticed how close he’d gotten to you. The sliver of space you’d left at the beginning of the movie was now barely noticeable.

“Yeah.” You laughed, amazed by more than just the film. “This whole weekend has been surprisingly wonderful.” You spoke softly, daring to glance right at George, who had already fixed his eyes on you.

You couldn't tell who made the first move but the next thing you know, you're kissing him. You and George took turns sharing feather-light pecks, each of you chasing each other kiss after one ended. George was definitely the first to place both strong hands around the back of your head and kiss you like he meant it. You were nearly too stunned to kiss him back, but once you started the floodgates broke off their hinges and there was no turning back. You climbed into his lap and latched on for all it was worth because surely this was a dream and you weren't ready to wake up at all.

You savored the steady build of his fingers trailing down your arms while your kisses grew deeper, mouths pushing against each others like you’d been doing this for ages. Your hands had a mind of their own, creeping softly under the hem of George’s soft tshirt to his hot skin below.

"Hey," George gently broke your kiss and cupped your face in both hands. You practically held your breath as his shimmering eyes searched yours. "You okay with this?" George seemed to genuinely wonder. His voice was dripping with lust and his body was warm underneath yours. It didn't take a detective to read George like a book, but he still had the self-control and gentle heart to make sure you were comfortable. It only made you want him more. But you were still far too shy to say so, no matter your actions. So you bit your lip and hummed in sweet agreeance, wrapping your hands around George’s neck.

You watched George’s face stretch into a smile before he ducked his head to the crook of your neck where he let out a contented sigh before grazing his teeth along your skin. You squealed with delight when he swiftly pinned you down on the sofa to playfully pepper your face with kisses like something less heated was taking place.

"You know, now would be the perfect time to carry me from the couch to your bed." You rose an encouraging brow, reminding George of just this morning when he was too afraid of disturbing your sleep on his sofa that matched this one. George let out a laugh as he peeled himself off the top of you and picked you up bridal style in his impressively buff arms.

"Right this way, madame." George teased, carrying you through his bedroom door.

You had thrown the covers into place the best you could the last time you woke up here. George rested you gently on the bed, much like you were sleeping and he was afraid of waking you up. But your heart was beating fast enough to win a race, somehow increasing when George rested beside you, pushing your hair behind your ear.

“You’re very pretty, you know?” George blinked, whispering to you.

“I’m glad you think so.” You spoke back even quieter, reaching out to touch his face. He was so handsome it nearly stopped your heart. George leaned in for another kiss, this one slow and steady. You hadn’t felt so content in ages, you could have laid there kissing George forever and been happy. But then his fingers trailed down your side to grab your hip, and you swore you saw stars. George pulled your leg over his and now you were pressed against one another, kisses growing deeper still.

“This alright?” He asked almost timidly, as his fingers crept below your nightshirt.

“Yeah,” You breathed as George moved his kisses down your neck, and his hand to your chest. Your fingers splayed through his hair as he reached around your back to find the clasp on your bralette

“It’s in the front.” You giggled, feeling George smile against your skin.

“Very cute.” He hummed in your ear before kissing your jaw and finding the button. He shoved your shirt most of the way off, and you had to move out from under him to remove it all the way. Before settling back against the pillows, you pulled off George’s shirt so you could revel in the warmth of his skin.

You settled in his lap, each knee on either side of his hips throwing your arms around his neck and kissing him again, somehow still enjoying each brush of his tongue against yours like it was the first time. George signed into your mouth, each pleasant groan traveling straight down your spine. You rolled your hips against his, and George’s groans grew darker.

His fingers were lost in your hair and you found a steady pace to rock against him, drawing out longer whimpers from his lips with each new movement. Soon, his hand toyed with the drawstring of your shorts and he had to break away from your kiss to ask if he could take them off you could only muster an encourageable nod as your breath got caught in your throat. George laid you back, keeping those stunning blue eyes locked on yours all the while, only breaking away when he slid the last of your layers off. His fingers slid slowly between your legs as he laid next to you, pressing his forehead against yours.

“You’re so fuckin’ pretty. How’d I get so lucky?” George spoke, you could feel his breath ghost across your lips while he went on building up the tension in your stomach. It didn’t take long for you to fill with fire, a contradictory chill shooting through your system. You couldn’t take it any longer.

“George,” You sighed, opening your eyes to look at him again, “need you.”

You watched his eyes go dark as he slowly moved away from you, slipping his joggers off and slotting himself between your legs.

“You’re sure?” He asked one final time.

“Please.” You groaned, placing your hands on his shoulders to brace yourself. With one last kiss on your lips, the Disney prince type, he pushed into you. If you thought the noises George had made before were beautiful, the ones he was making now could’ve moved you to tears. He found your hand and held it with one of his while the other slipped below your belly button.

Your heavy sighs and desperate moans synced up and you rode your highs on the edge of one another. George didn’t move off the top of you right away, instead, he stayed there with his face buried in your hair soaking up the quiet moment.

“That was wonderful, love.” George whispered in your ear as he fell to your side. You turned to face him, biting back a yawn.

“You’re wonderful.” You sleepily smiled. George pulled you against him then, and you rested your hand on his chest so you could feel his heartbeat. The steady rhythm puts you to sleep in no time.

___

The next morning came late, and the Vegas sun shone brightly through the space between the curtains you forgot to close.

George was still by your side, but you’d drifted apart in the night. So upon noticing his eyes were open and glued on you, you felt no shame curling up next to his side.

"This has been the longest one night stand of my life." You sighed dramatically, comfily resting your head on his broad shoulder. George was quiet for a beat and you were a bit worried you’d upset him. But then he spoke up, with a gentle voice saturated in sleep.

"Wanna see how long we can last? I don’t think I wanna stop waking up to you."

How could you say no? You’d spent the whole weekend saying yes to George, and look where it had gotten you. So you agreed to stay one more night in Vegas, hoping what happened there would last a lifetime.

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Buster & Rio

Buster: I miss you Rio: Guarantee I miss you more Buster: State your case then Rio: 😍😍 Buster: That's a strong introduction, how are you gonna follow it through? Rio: 🤤🤤 Buster: I like the thread of your argument, I can't lie, but I still miss you more Buster: 'Cause a girl was flirting with me in the gym and after telling her all the ways she doesn't compare to you, how incomparable you are was, and is, all I could think about Rio: As much as I probably shouldn't encourage you to be rude to random girls Rio: I love that you do so Buster: She embarrassed herself long before I embarrassed her, reckoning she had a chance Rio: I know what you mean Rio: the stalker has been getting inventive today Buster: Tell me Rio: We're doing this whole project in comp sci about viruses and shit Rio: and they've sent a meant-to-be-creepy spam type email Rio: it's got attachments but Rio: I've not looked yet Buster: Send it to me, I'll open it for you Rio: I know it's unlikely they're that smart Rio: but what if it does have some computer-killing 👾 attached? Buster: Smart enough that we haven't worked out who they are yet Buster: but if it's a virus, I'll buy another laptop Rio: it seems ridiculous Rio: this proves it has to be someone at school now, at least Rio: it's not like I've posted about my fucking homework anywhere Buster: How big's that class? Buster: Can discount my sister and your brother already, like Rio: Don't Rio: you're about the only person I've not thought it could be at my craziest Rio: probably about 30 odd though, standard Buster: Baby, they're the crazy one and I'm not letting them drive you even slightly close to the edge Buster: Who do you know and who don't you, percentage wise? Rio: I thought I knew everyone in this school, this town Rio: you'd think if someone was as creepy as this, anyway, that you'd know, they'd fucking stick out a bit but no Buster: It ain't a film, there's no creepy music playing to give it away Rio: if it was, it'd be dragging Rio: time for the resolve and happy ending Buster: Yeah, I know Buster: You wanna try calling that helpline again? Rio: Maybe Rio: I just wanna talk to you Rio: that's more helpful Buster: It's the least bullshit lead we've had for ages, I'll find a way to narrow it down more somehow Buster: We've got an obsession with you in common, it'll be me who figures it out if any cunt can Rio: Yours is the only one I need Buster: If you need to stay here for a while I'll sort it with my parents, yours, school, whoever Buster: You know that Rio: I know Rio: it's more and more tempting to not leave every time I go Buster: I just want you to be able to take an actual deep fucking breath Buster: Like you said, the amount of time this has been going on is ridiculous Rio: I can forget about it, most of the time Rio: but it's when something new happens, unexpected Buster: I'll kill him when we work out who it is Buster: 'Til then, stay with me Buster: He never does fuck all when you're here Rio: At least that's quick Rio: too nice if anything, babe Rio: always say that about you Buster: It don't have to be quick or nice Buster: Don't underestimate me, babe Rio: 🤤🤤 I rest my case Buster: I love you, that rests mine Buster: I'd do anything for you Rio: I love you so much Rio: I'd definitely be crazy without you, stalker or otherwise Buster: There's a fair chance I'd be stalking you too if things were any different between us Buster: I'd leave better presents though Rio: and I'd know it was you always Buster: 'Course Buster: I'd want you to know Rio: hence there's no world in which we ain't a thing Buster: [has bought her the most expensive and best ever anti virus software and all that jazz so sends her the deets like there you go] Rio: this really has everything Rio: thank you Buster: He ain't gonna be smart enough to get through that, I've been reading reviews since you told me Buster: And I have it too now so you don't have to worry about sending me whatever bullshit he does to you Rio: We can open it together then? Rio: [I think it shouldn't be camgirl moments but something @school to drive that home] Buster: Yeah, on the count of three Rio: [just some creeper shots all throughout the day up until that lesson] Rio: these are today, I'm 99% sure Rio: I swapped my bag Buster: Forget going there tomorrow, I'm booking you a flight here instead Buster: I'll think of a lie to tell my parents if you still don't want anyone else to know the truth Rio: there was always the possibility Rio: but now I know it's someone I really see in person Rio: every day Rio: jesus Buster: I meant what I said, I'm gonna find out who, whatever it takes Buster: I know it feels fucked, but it's good, that it's one of 30 classmates rather than the numbers of lads who watch your streams Rio: it's true Rio: but those lads could be anywhere in the world, not in the same room as me Buster: Which is why you shouldn't be in that room until we know which sick cunt it is Buster: Just give me some time, it's not like I don't have the money to throw at it Rio: I couldn't be there if I had to Rio: I don't even want to be here at home now Buster: How soon can you be at the airport? Rio: not for a while Rio: I mean, tonight, maybe Rio: what should I tell my mam? Buster: Tell her I'm having a breakdown, it wouldn't be the first time Buster: I'll trash the house for realism if it comes to it, like Rio: it'll keep her from being worried Rio: pissed off is fine, I'll deal with that when I can Buster: Exactly Buster: And Ava's at a friend's so I don't have to worry about scaring the shit out of her with my acting Buster: 'Cause it'd be stupid not to feed my parents the same lie Rio: You don't have to go that method Rio: but I wouldn't blame you Rio: I'm trying to keep my freak out internal because I'm looking after the twins and your sister is on her way Buster: I'm glad you're not on your own, even if the company is Nance Rio: I was kinda hoping someone took the homework too seriously and was pranking the whole class Rio: but nah, the email was more specific than I let on to her, of course Rio: even before the pictures Buster: 'Course you were Buster: He'd been quiet for a while Rio: really think he'd get bored at some point Rio: I never react, respond, everything they tell you Buster: Now isn't really the time for me to reiterate how stalkable you are again when I can do better with compliments Rio: the fact you can make me smile even at this time Buster: I can do better than that too, I'll make you forget about it Rio: yeah? Buster: Yeah Rio: I need that Rio: my head is all over the place Buster: You've got it, and whatever else you need Rio: I only feel really safe when I'm with you Buster: You are safe with me, but you won't have to leave until you're also safe everywhere else Buster: I'm gonna fix it Rio: yeah Buster: I know I've said it before but this time I swear Buster: He fucked up by giving us a decent clue Rio: it does narrow it down Rio: even if it isn't the class, and it's just the school in general Rio: that's the most we've ever had to go on Buster: Exactly Rio: but what do we do Rio: if we work it out Buster: I told you, I'll kill him Rio: so you're the only one that ends up in prison Buster: I'm not a fucking amateur, babe Rio: mm Rio: 🙄😏 Buster: Hilarious Buster: Nance will be a way more receptive audience though Rio: yeah, really in the mood for this study sesh now Buster: I can easily change hers if you wanna get out of it Rio: nah Rio: I need to keep things normal Rio: only just invited her over, it'd be weird to change my mind Buster: You can blame me for that as well, I don't give a shit Rio: I can't leave yet, like you said, distraction is probably a good thing Buster: Alright, what can I do to make it a more bearable one? Buster: [loads of her fave things getting delivered to this gaff like don't be scared to answer your door, look they are all from me, here's the order confirmations] Rio: I don't deserve you Buster: You don't deserve the bullshit he's putting you through, you've always deserved me Rio: I feel like I should just Rio: stop the streams Rio: I know you aren't meant to change your lifestyle and habits for them but it wouldn't have happened if I weren't doing that shit Rio: I know you aren't meant to change your lifestyle and habits for them but it wouldn't have happened if I weren't doing that shit Buster: Fuck that, we know he's from school Buster: Being able to see you every day pre-dates anything you've done online Buster: He could've known you since primary Rio: I guess Rio: but would he be bothered if there was less out there to stalk Buster: It's not your fault, Rio Buster: It can happen to anyone, you know that Rio: it's happening to me though Buster: Not 'cause of anything you've done Buster: Come on Rio: anyway Rio: I'm gonna enjoy all these treats Buster: Good Rio: how much should I bring? Rio: when I pack Buster: As much as you want, I'll send you money for if your cases are over the weight limit Rio: don't want it to look like I'm running away too hard but Buster: You're overthinking it, you never travel light anywhere, nobody'll notice Rio: I need options Buster: I'm not mad about it and I don't care if my parents are Rio: they're going to be Rio: you'll have to go to school, be 😇 to show I'm totally not a distraction Buster: You are, but I'll still go Buster: All that matters to me is that you feel safe Rio: I will do Rio: and I'll find ways to be useful to them as well as distracting to you Buster: Winning over Ava is basically the same thing as winning them over Buster: You've had loads of practice at that Rio: kids are easy Buster: She's easier than Grace, obviously Rio: wouldn't take much on Ava's part Rio: bless Buster: She'll be distracting at any rate Rio: I can take her to school and shit, free up some time for them Buster: Yeah, and once you've had some time, we can sort out getting your assignments and shit sent over Rio: I won't miss anything important Buster: It'll be fine Buster: I'll make sure it's fine, like Rio: I know you will Buster: You gonna facetime me into this study session or what then? Rio: depends Rio: are you going to be nice? Buster: To you Rio: well you're always nice to me Buster: Are you asking me to help Nance with her homework? Rio: how much do you think she'd appreciate that? Buster: She wouldn't, so of course I'll do it Rio: I can't with you two, honestly Buster: You love me, you don't even want her to come over Rio: I'm not getting in the middle of it Buster: You already are Rio: No I'm not, shh Buster: It's okay, I know you're on my side Rio: I love you more than anyone else in the world Rio: goes without saying Buster: I still really like hearing it Rio: You know you can hear it any time you want Buster: Is she there yet? Rio: nope, you remember how long that drive takes, even in an uber Buster: I'll call you then Rio: 🥰 Buster: [does obvs] Rio: I'll just be here counting down the minutes 'til you can hold me Buster: However long it feels, you'll be staying longer Rio: promise? Buster: I swear Rio: then I'm happy Buster: If you are, I am too Rio: I haven't even asked you how your days been Rio: I'm so rude Buster: Before and after I shot down gym girl there ain't much to report Rio: what did she look like? Buster: Every other girl in this postcode Rio: Blonde and skinny Buster: Yeah Rio: vaguely equine, dresses more like a nan than nan ever would Buster: I'll have to remember all that for the next one Rio: I can tell her myself if you like Buster: If you like Rio: Me? The jealous type? Buster: The jealous type and my type Rio: I better be Rio: only type Buster: You're the only one I've ever wanted or will ever want, you definitely don't need to add that to the list of shit that's worrying you right now Rio: I just like to hear it Buster: I'll tell you again then, I want you so much Rio: even without all this bullshit Rio: it's been too long Rio: I hate every second I'm not with you Buster: I know, me too Buster: I'm not gonna say he's done me a favour, but I am glad you're coming to stay Rio: I'll say it Rio: may as well get something good from it Buster: I'd rather you didn't have to deal with any of this bullshit, obviously Rio: of course Rio: I told you, I've never thought it was you, it's okay Buster: It's not okay that I haven't been able to do fuck all about this though Buster: I'm sorry Rio: Don't Buster: It's not good enough, I know that Buster: I'm gonna do better Rio: Stop it Buster: I mean it, Rio Rio: we've done everything we can Rio: it's not fair on me or you to act like we haven't Buster: I just hate this Rio: I know, baby Buster: You're the best thing that's happened to me, this shouldn't be happening to you Rio: It really could happen to anyone Rio: it's shit Rio: but you make me feel safe, that isn't nothing Buster: I'll calm down before you get here Buster: I swear Rio: you don't have to Rio: you can be mad, I am Rio: but you don't need to blame yourself, even if it's second to him, it's all on him Buster: I am angry but you've got the wrong twin if you reckon I'm willing to make any of this about me Buster: I'm here for you Rio: Trust me, I know Rio: she seems distracted herself recently Buster: Yeah? Rio: I'll try to work it out, not had time yet Rio: she won't say anything if you're on the phone though Buster: I don't have to be, if you wanna do some investigating Rio: I know you wanna know too Buster: I know if you get her started she'll talk about herself until you've gotten all of your own bullshit exists Rio: and you're a little nosy too, you can admit it Rio: I'll get the gossip Buster: She's still my sister Buster: 'Course I wanna know if she's being stalked as well or whatever Rio: You're cute Rio: and I do not think it's that Rio: obviously Buster: You know what I mean Rio: I do Rio: that's why I wanna know too Buster: Okay, tell me when you do Rio: 🧐 Rio: wouldn't suit the hat Buster: You'd suit anything, don't lie Rio: 😊 Rio: I mean if that's your thing I'll do my best Buster: If it was that wouldn't be the first you've heard of it Rio: be mad if it was Rio: you have to tell me exactly what you like so I can be it Buster: You are Buster: And I don't have, or want to have, any secrets from you Rio: secrets are boring Rio: and hard to keep Buster: Neither of us could ever be boring Buster: And I'll do whatever it takes to keep you forever Rio: You've got me Rio: not going anywhere Buster: Only closer to where I am, not further away Buster: Soon as your mum is back and your study session is over Rio: not that I need to do this homework now Rio: just be throwing subtle hints at Nance instead Buster: Be fucking typical her if she's getting bullied there as well Rio: I'd know if she was Rio: only have the two lessons with her but contrary to what the stalker suggests, I know most people well enough that they wouldn't Buster: Well Ava'll probably get a love life before she does, Christ knows what else it could be then Rio: ugh don't Rio: it's coming up with Edie for sure Rio: Jun is like Nancy and Billie isn't bothered thank god Rio: hate it Buster: Who's bothered about Edie then? 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What if we are not comfortable with using a beta for personal reasons? Does that mean we shouldn't sign up? :/ I hope this doesn't come across as rude, as it's just a genuine question. thank you.

Hi, Anon! Thanks for your message. We’re glad you’ve reached out to us, and you don’t come off as rude at all.

Just a little background: We (mods) decided to run this fic exchange because we have all enjoyed participating in exchanges, because we love writing and reading fics, and because we want to help bring more fics into our fandom.

We truly want this to be a positive experience for everyone (writers and readers!) and we’d love to explain why we think using a beta is so important. Because we have our own reasons we use betas, two of us decided to answer you. All three of us agree that we want people to participate in this exchange. Please come off anon and chat about this issue with us. You can contact us through Tumblr or through email (hlsummerexchange2017 at gmail dot com).

Below the cut you’ll find our thoughts on working with a beta. Hopefully this will help explain why we made having a beta one of our expectations. Thanks, and we hope to hear from you again!

Mod One Here!

I have a lot of love of betas for a few different reasons and for me they’re an invaluable resource. My first friend in this fandom was actually one of the other mods because I randomly reached out to her to see if she’d beta for me and we clicked.

I’m sure you know this, but betas can serve a variety of uses. For my first fic, it was in pretty good shape when I handed it over. I mostly wanted a second set of eyes to make sure my grammar/spelling/punctuation/etc was correct, but I had been through an MFA program in fiction and was very used to critiques and was open to any other suggestions for improvement. My beta ended up calling out some fandom crutches that were overused that I decided to take out and also a weird tonal shift during the smut that didn’t match the rest of the fic which I then reworked for consistency.

Because the whole concept of a fic exchange is that you’re gifting the fic to someone else, I wanted it to be in the very best shape it could be in. For me, personally, that means trying to minimize the amount of times a reader would be drawn out of the story, whether that’s because of punctuation or inconstant characterization or not maintaining tone or any of hundreds of other things betas can flag.

I keep using words like ‘suggestions,’ ‘called out’ and ‘flagged’ because I also think one of the best things about having a beta is just giving yourself time to think about the choices you’ve made as a writer. Although I do end up accepting most of the suggestions my beta makes, I don’t blindly accept or accept them all. But, when there’s a suggestion, it gives me pause to think through why I made those choices originally. If I think my reasons are more valid or I made that choice for a particular reason that I stand behind, then I’m more confident in posting because I’ve made ABC decisions and I’ve heard reasons why maybe XYZ is better and I’ve thought about and I’m happy with the choices I’ve made.

Now that we’ve worked together for (drum roll please…) nine months, I tend to bounce ideas off of her, talk through issues I run into while writing, and make her hold me accountable for writing when I’d rather lie around dramatically whining about how hard writing is. I also love having someone to talk punctuation! grammar! word choice! other nerdy writing stuff with.

All of that is all my primary beta. Because I love betas and I’m a perfectionist, I tend to have one or two more people read it closely before I post and they invariably find repeated words/missing words/errant punctuation/etc which I am always eternally grateful for.

Anyway, I realize how long-winded this was and your ask was not for a love letter to my beta or an in-depth look at my writing process. But, one of the reasons I came back to writing after a long break was because of the sense of community I’ve found within fan fic, and my betas are a big part of that. This exchange is now a big part of that too. I really want all the authors to feel comfortable here and for this to be a positive experience and not something that’s causes undue stress. I also want as many fics as possible! It’s been a rough year in the fandom and I think fics are a big reason why a lot of people have stuck around.

Clearly I think betas are important and worthwhile, but I understand that it can be nerve wracking to have someone else read your work! I’d love if you wouldn’t mind coming off anon and hopefully we can work through any issues/concerns you have about betas. The three of us have been chatting about what reasons someone might have for not wanting to have a beta and we might have some ideas or solutions. I want as many people as possible to participate, but I’d also like all the fics to be in the best shape possible (no one is expecting total perfection; we’re all amateurs and writing because we love it), and I’m confident that we can come to a compromise so that everyone is happy with the process.

Mod Two′s Thoughts:

Hi Anon! I agree with the other mod’s thoughts but wanted to add some of my own.

I think a beta is really important to have, because a beta makes your writing better. And everyone could write better.

Remember, you can use a beta to your comfort level. You can ask someone to do a what I call a “deep read” (where they really pick the work apart), or you can ask for a more surface read (where they check for glaring errors and spelling mistakes and typos). Either way, a beta helps make a story sing.

Also, you don’t have to agree with every comment a beta makes, although I’d at least take some time to consider what they say, since they took the time to read and offer feedback. Often my beta will point out something is confusing or ask why I did something. I’ll write back why I made the decision and it turns out I need to add a single tiny phrase somewhere to make everything fit into place. Other times I’ll disagree and leave things as they are.

As writers, we are so close to our writing. We know why our characters do things, but we’re not always so good at explaining that to readers. Or a plot point makes perfect sense to us but is confusing to someone else. And a beta can help catch those mistakes our eye skims past.

No matter how many times I read my own work (on various screens, in various fonts, and out loud), I still miss things. More than once I have written the wrong name. Niall literally left the room…he can’t also sit next to Harry at the table! I have a weird quirk with double words in my work (…and and he…). A new mistake that I’ve started writing is using him/his in the wrong place. It’s not that I don’t know which word to use–it’s that my fingers don’t care. Once I even said a character killed another person when I meant he kissed the other one! (Spellcheck would not have caught that, and this was not a love-to-hate-to-murder fic, so…)

Writing this out has made me realize, I use beta readers to make me look good. :D

When reading, it can be really distracting to find typos and story mistakes in a fic. I don’t expect perfection–this is fanfic, it’s for fun! But as a reader, I want to be able to immerse myself in fic without a jarring read. And a writer, I want my readers to lose themselves in my work. A beta reader helps make that happen.

Also, since this is a gift exchange, I want to give my prompter something nice and clean. Using a beta is sort of like making sure your fic is gift wrapped.

As a side note, I think a lot of people try to perfect their writing before giving it to a beta. I took a writing class where a professional author said it’s a good idea to get things pretty clean, but not perfect. That way when you get feedback, it’s easier to take it. :)

Finally, I will be the first to say that a strong beta/reader relationship takes time to build. I’ve worked with people I won’t work with again, but I still learned from them. Now I’ve got my crew of betas, and I’m going to beg them to read my dissertation eventually. :) (That’s going to be a huge job; I’m already saving up for deluxe fruit baskets.) I know finding a good beta can be daunting, but it can also be so, so rewarding. If anyone is going to work with a beta for the first time and wants some tips and tricks on how to navigate that relationship, let us know and we’ll draft an answer! Since this is so long, I’m going to leave those tips off for now.

Like the other mods have said, please come back and chat with us. I want to find a way to get you writing and comfortable having it beta read for this exchange. Thanks for sending in the ask!

#Anon #hlsummerexchange2017 #hlsummerexchange2017 asks

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sexoffenderswholookfamous-blog1 · 7 years ago

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shouldn't your battery have at least two?

Let us see whether you're able to reply this pop quiz: How much ability fade can you bear on your battery until you think about it "dead"? The response (as usual) is determined by the program. With some notebooks (the one which springs to mind is created by a firm whose name begins with a D and finishes with a L shaped and contains four letters) becoming one year from the battery is thought to be very good. But notebook batteries are 50. And many customers are most likely going to return and receive their next notebook based on cost anyway, thus there isn't any long-term impact of giving somebody a bad battery. But in case you had an EV which operate's 200 miles and when in, say, 3 years then you begin to receive 160 miles, then you can be certain that you will sitting at the dealership demanding that they change the battery to you. And directing your vehicle with a very long cord attached to a socket can be a little problematic. However, as definitions go, many producers will think about a battery to be in the end-of-life if it's lost 20-25 percent of its capability. This signifies is that if your EV battery is deemed dead, it still has 80 percent of its capability left. Regardless of the fact that you're reading this site, I will head out on a limb here and assume that you're a wise person. Right around now, you ought to be thinking to yourself that it's dumb to call something lifeless whenever there is 80 percent of it's left. Can you get new tires or brakes when they've depleted by 20%? You wait until your tires are bald and you slip into your vehicle mechanic and then stop the vehicle by stepping into something tender. At this time you're, ideally, using this epiphany that there might be a hidden small business idea here. Maybe send it to another state where they might not be as picky about the amount of miles you'll be able to get? Or perhaps in the event that it is possible to get an application where energy density weren't significant, you are able to repurpose these batteries to market it to get all these programs. As you chew on this, allow me to change matters. Were you aware that as countries like California opt to enact renewable criteria, utilities businesses will have an issue? California claims that by 2020, 33 percent of the nation's power will come from renewable resources. . But even at the middle-of-nowhere sunlight doesn't shine at night time. Just enter storage because the savior. You control the battery through the day and release it to power the towns at night. Transmission enabled us to space-shift the power (create in stage A, utilize it at Point B); storage makes it possible for us to time-shift. And just how much power are we speaking about saving? Thus a lot! A number of you might have known of AB2514. The utilities will have to keep 2.25 percent of their day peak electricity by 2014 and 5 percent by 2020. This is just about the very first explicit mandate calling for storage for a region of the grid. For those veteran battery people who believed the community didn't understand how to lobby, take center. We might be nowhere near to what the hydrogen men have done, but it's a start! But let us back into the storage problem. Thus storage is your DVR of this grid. And since your DVR isn't moving, it could be large (and awful if it's similar to my DVR). However DVRs price more cash and they expire every couple of decades. Meaning, the power density of the battery life isn't so important for this particular application. The excellent thing about middle-of-nowhere is that there's a good deal of it on the market. What's vital, however, is that the price tag. Thus the interest in choosing "used" automobile batteries and utilizing it in grid software. Another lifetime, if you may. Consider the possibilities: If your battery lasts state 15 decades rather than 7 decades, then you just doubled the opportunity to amortize the upfront price. It's possible to request the utilities to purchase the car batteries and let it to the customer. The user doesn't need to be concerned about paying $15,000 additional to your battery or fear about it dying on them. Someone else owns it; all I want to be worried about is making sure I do not get to a wreck and destroy my guarantee.

This is sounding so good that I am considering sending an email to my managers telling them exactly what I actually consider my occupation. This entire site survives simply because we despise our energy storage apparatus. How many cases can we think about because of our batteries lasted over a couple of decades? My car battery, that expired after 7 decades, has become the only battery that's done me proud. And I had been lucky to find anything near that! Most of us spend an excessive quantity of time babying our batteries and inquiring how we could prolong the life, and here I am asserting that we're able to find another life out of our batteries. There has to be a reason why my article "pull the plug, your battery will probably thank you" gets the maximum hit among all of the articles.

Turns out that people aren't overlooking anything. The next life concept has been pushed by business-types. To get a biz. dev. Man that makes great sense.

Should you plot the ability of a battery versus cycle number you may observe that distinct batteries fade otherwise. Some batteries fade quickly from the 1st few cycles and then the potential stabilizes. Others grow in power from the 1st couple cycles then level off and then begins a linear fade. And in certain batteries, even as you continue biking them there's a place where the curve begins to "roll over". To put it differently, what started as a linear fade begins to quicken. While this happens, you're a couple of cycles away from a whole dead battery (i.e., you can not even power your view with it!) . Lets talk somewhat more specialized for a moment. Individuals not interested, proceed a few sentences over. Let us have a Li-ion batteries using a NCM cathode using 14 percent 1st cycle lasting loss and a graphite anode with 8 percent 1st cycle reduction. But then let's presume that the cathode works really well. Even the anode, as anodes have a tendency to perform, nevertheless has a little side response since the SEI (that is a passive coating on the anode anticipated to safeguard it) isn't quite as shielding as we hoped for. As every cycle continues, the lithium comes from this cathode and a little part goes into producing a brand new SEI and doesn't intercalate in the anode. As you release, you begin to gradually deplete this anode buffer. Each cycle gradually pushes the anode possible greater and greater. Sooner or later, all of the buffer is totally depleted. Earlier this buffer was depleted, in the event that you looked in the chart of ability vs bicycle amount you wouldn't have noticed any capability fade. When you reach this stage, you will begin to find the fade and what you see is just like a roster. The incline of this capacity fade curve shifted. In some instances, this shift begins to quicken the fade due to the positioning of the cutoff possible from the battery.

It's a cathode which has less lasting reduction when compared with the cathode. So that you do not have exactly the exact same chemical issue. But perhaps you've got a mechanical degradation issue. As every cycle continues, you're gradually swinging the loudness of the battery. Fatigue starts to install. After continued biking, at some stage cracking and breaking begin to turn into a issue. Today we've got a certain capacity fade. Since a number of the particles burst and stop engaging in the response, the remaining particles need to spend the load and those particles are worried farther and this hastens their fade. And these impacts are contingent on the type of biking that's been conducted. A three hour release (similar to that at a EV) will have another fade attribute in comparison to some 1/2 hour release (such as at a 10 mile PHEV). Let's attempt a third instance. Now, its sort of difficult to create all of the batteries exactly the same. But batteries aren't binned for constant life, since there's not any means to do that. Rather they're binned to get self-discharge, which doesn't tell us much about the lifetime. So let us state that as the package is cycled, you begin with a few cells evaporating at a quicker speed. Then the cells which are great are likely to work that much more difficult and therefore they will begin to fade longer. This may also bring about an acceleration of this fade. And since its impossible to predict a priori at what speed every single cells will be evaporating, its not possible to forecast how long the entire package will last. If this seemed complex it was a desperate effort to hide my insecurities by attempting to convince one that I understand something about batteries. The brief overview: Battery fade is complex and hard to forecast. Nowadays, not all of batteries are likely to do so. Some battery chemistries are far better than others. And a few businesses (that will make constant cells) will probably be greater than many others. However, the question remains: Just how can we forecast what will occur in 15 decades, once the weather report looks so far away to the following moment? However forecast. Why don't you just cycle these batteries; wait patiently for them to expire; and utilize this information to learn how to price the battery and amortize it; and then settle back and see the moolah heap up. Since it requires... 15 years to receive this advice and we do not have yet another 15 years with this company plan to come in to effect. To be honest, we've been analyzing these batteries for a couple of decades now and have a few info. However, this is nowhere near the amount of years of information required and so we still can not say for certain how a lot more cycles/years the batteries will probably survive. Since one isn't certain if the procedure used to quicken the fade (e.g. raising the temperature) results from the various fade mechanics becoming dominant. Chemistry has this horrible habit of becoming challenging! Thus all of the biz dev kinds have an issue: If you can not predict just how many cycles/years the battery will continue how can you cost the batteries now? As well as the technician man in the rear of the area doing all of the testing is perspiration because he/she understands the sophistication and understands that it's really hard to predict the way the battery will act up to now in the long run. Personally, I feel that the idea is excellent and in time we'll understand how to make this a rewarding business program. However, for today, I am not likely to send that email for my managers. I am considering purchasing a home and I want the paycheck!

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nertinews-blog · 8 years ago

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Stolen iPhone? Your iMessages may in any case be heading off to the wrong place iPhone proprietors shouldn't need to stress that a cheat may get their.

Those who have had a telephone lost or stolen know about the repulsions that take after: the criminal (or the individual he sold your telephone to) begins to send messages as you to your family and companions, abandoning you scrambling to de-initiate the gadget at the earliest opportunity. For current iPhone proprietors, however, such a wonder ought to be in the far off past on account of the appearance of remote wipe abilities, correct?

Maybe not. Some unfortunate iPhone proprietors are starting to find that, regardless of their earnest attempts to expel all data from their stolen telephones, cheats and clueless purchasers are as yet ready to send and get iMessages as the first proprietor—even after the gadget is enrolled under another record. Nothing appears to work—remote wiping, changing Apple ID passwords, or notwithstanding moving the old telephone number to another telephone—and clients are ending up plainly more than disappointed that cheats are so effectively ready to act like them.

What's occurring

Our consideration was attracted to this story by Ars peruser David Hovis, whose house was as of late burglarized and his significant other's iPhone 4S was stolen. As indicated by Hovis, his better half deactivated her iPhone with her transporter, remote wiped it, and instantly changed her Apple ID secret key—"we grabbed another iPhone the following day, assuming that our protection would wind up paying for it," Hovis told Ars.

For most clients, this would be the finish of the story. The telephone number had been exchanged to another gadget and the old one had been deactivated; what more is there to state? A great deal, obviously, and as iMessages. The cheat who stole Mrs. Hovis' iPhone had sold the gadget to a clueless purchaser somewhere else in the state, and the purchaser had started sending and accepting iMessages from the telephone as Mrs. Hovis—despite the fact that the stolen telephone had evidently now been enacted under another number.

Hovis iMessaged forward and backward with the new proprietor—his iMessages, by chance, going to both his significant other's new telephone and the old telephone in the meantime—however the new proprietor put on a show of being befuddled and uncooperative, and the entire circumstance appeared to be at a deadlock. That is when Hovis started looking web based, finding that a wonder such as this has happened to other iPhone clients also.

In a MacRumors gathering string from late October/early November, different clients recount fundamentally the same as stories about stolen iPhones and misled iMessages. The first blurb of the string remote wiped, changed his Apple ID email and secret word, suspended his administration through Verizon, and iMessages sent to regardless him experienced to the stolen telephone. Another client named PDiggles said his stolen iPhone was being utilized by somebody passing by "BigDaddy," yet when PDiggles' companion attempted to iMessage PDiggles, BigDaddy had answered back saying the companion had the wrong number (demonstrating that the telephone had to be sure been initiated under another number).

A different string posted on the Apple Support sheets talks about a similar issue. A client named mindy1285 says her stolen iPhone 3GS is as yet accepting iMessages sent to her telephone number, despite the fact that she as of now has another telephone actuated on that number. Additionally down in the string, she brings up that the individual who now has her stolen 3GS isn't getting consistent telephone calls or even typical SMSs sent to her number—just iMessages sent from other iPhone clients give off an impression of being advancing through to the stolen telephone.

Why is it happening?

We connected with Apple to inquire as to why this is by all accounts event and how it can be counteracted, yet the organization has not reacted to our demand for input. So we swung to iOS security master Jonathan Zdziarski for his feeling on how a stolen (or even only an old, resigned) gadget could clutch an iMessage identifier.

"I can just conjecture, however I can see this being conceivable," Zdziarski told Ars. "iMessage registers with the endorser's telephone number from the SIM, so suppose you reestablish the telephone, it will in any case read the telephone number from the SIM. I assume in the event that you change the SIM out after the telephone has been designed, the old number may be stored some place either on the telephone or on Apple's servers with the UDID of the telephone."

As such, iMessage might pull the old telephone number from a store some place and proceeding to utilize it on the gadget if the SIM was expelled after it was designed as another telephone. We were not able test this hypothesis (and remember that it's only a hypothesis), yet it absolutely seems like one of the more consistent clarifications for this wonder.

However, my iPhone is still stolen. Presently what?

This could be the primary significant wrinkle in Apple's iMessage setup since the administration was taken off as a component of iOS 5 in October. Something else, iMessage functions admirably as a consistent substitution for SMS between those utilizing iOS gadgets, and clients by and large appear to be very content with the administration. So what are you to do if your iPhone is lost, stolen, or just exchanged and you don't need your iMessages experiencing to the new proprietor?

The first notice from the MacRumors gathering string, andrewhdn, in the end said he could resolve the issue by enlisting his new iPhone under a shiny new Apple ID and scratching off his old Apple ID totally. (This shouldn't have worked, as per what AppleCare and iTunes delegates let him know initially, yet he asserts his iMessages "work fine now.") There's one noteworthy drawback to this choice, be that as it may: discarding an Apple ID totally implies that you at no time in the future approach your past music and TV buys through iTunes—obviously "not a major ordeal" for andrewhdn, but rather we can see this being a staying point for the individuals who purchase heaps of media.

Have whatever other Ars perusers keep running into this issue? Provided that this is true, what were your answers (assuming any) to ensuring your iMessages weren't heading off to the wrong place? We'll keep on pressing Apple on this issue to check whether we can get further illumination, however meanwhile, make a point to keep an additional nearby eye on your iPhones so they remain out of the wrong hands.

Refresh: Twitter client Kim Hunter revealed to me that he talked with "Apple [security]," who disclosed to him it's not a security issue and to turn iMessage off on the culpable gadget. When I called attention to that you can't turn iMessage off on a gadget that has been stolen in light of the fact that it's not in your grasp any longer, he concurred: "precisely, i found the issue when i put my sim in a companions telephone to enact it. at that point they could send/see/obseve all my chaos."

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