Hey, hey, hey, you know what is like stupidly hard? PLOT.
Oh, god, I always forget what a bastard plot is. How do I forget?
It's like me and Jose all over again, man.
Like, you know, it burns a little a first, and then it starts to go a little smoother, and then it's even fun, for a while. Really fun.
Next thing you know your head is pounding, your stomach turns, you've got bruises in funny places and it won't return your calls.
Bastard.
Also: my foot is asleep.
Also: I am in love with
we_are_cities prompts. Like, really, all of them.
Also: I haven't completely abandoned the idea of deleting this whole thing and writing 10,000 words of sex!pollen fic or something else completely plotless.
Also: I really think that would show Plot, that bastard.