In this story I use hashtags, "lol" and various other words and phrases that did not exist in the 1800s. This is because I have an imagination and a funny bone. If you don't have either of those things, you probably don't like the usages of such things.
I don't care.
I wrote this for my own enjoyment and that of others, which I believe I have mostly achieved.
I'm not usually a sassy person, but I'm bored of everyone commenting on the "timeline" of this piece. We all acknowledge that it isn't based on real life, because, get this, it's fictional.
That said - I love everyone who comments telling me what they like/ asking questions about what I mean etc and I also love everyone who takes this story for what it is: a work of fiction. ~Fun~fiction.
Thank you.
Lots of love to everyone who supports me and this story.
Fizzy.
YOU ARE READING
The Diary of Rikkard Ambrose
FanfictionThe title gives the game away slightly. This story is dedicated to @RobThier, the wonderful creator of Mr Rikkard Ambrose and Miss Lillian Linton. Big up Ifrits everywhere.
