I'm not going to repost ALL of the writing I did for
pocky_slash's Writer Chat Thingy, but I wanted to toss this one up and maybe clean it up a bit, so that I could use it to fill one of the challenges for
getyourwordsout. COME ON TEAM 150,000! YEAH WE'RE SLACKERS, BUT WE SLACK WITH STYLE! Also of interest, is the fact that this is the bit of writing that inspired the poem I posted for
therealljidol this week. I might still be freaking out about actually having done that, but I'm trying to learn to let things go. What was that goal of mine this week? Baby steps? Baby steps.
This is brought to you by the prompt 'a beautiful evening, spoiled', and
sparkism's suggestion that I cross over some of my universes, which resulted in angels over hearing loud lesbian sex. So um, yeah.
( He spends four evenings just standing at the window and looking up into the night sky before he gets the urge to try sleeping. )
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( He spends four evenings just standing at the window and looking up into the night sky before he gets the urge to try sleeping. )