True story: I would probably be spamming you with Harry/Ruth YT clips, since that's the mood I'm in.

[daygloparker]

GIVE ME SOMETHING TO DO THIS AFTERNOON, INTERNET:

The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of ANY pairing/character of their choosing (of ANY fandom) from me (with a prompt? maybe? sincerely, me). In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level. THAT'S A STUPID CAVEAT.
Let's test

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[baggers]

I WOULD LIKE SOME CAM AND ANGELA BEING AWESOME, PLEASE.

(i was going to request some chuck and blkashdfkjadhs but i now cannot.)

[daygloparker]

(Can I please call her this from now on?)

[baggers]

(Yes. That is her name.)

we need Brennan here to tell us what "Single Ladies" means, anthropologically; Bones, Cam & Angela

[daygloparker]

I hope this qualifies as being awesome. Also: WHY DO YOU DO THESE THINGS TO ME?

-

Cam shuts her eyes, opens them, and yup: she is still very, very drunk.

"Remind me," she says, "again, of just what exactly we're doing right now?"

Angela is at the bar stool next to her, and Cam thinks, oh man if I look anything like what she looks like right now, then I am severely, severely intoxicated. Also, Angela looks nice. Really.

"I think we're supposed to be getting Brennan drunk," Angela replies, a little unsure.

"Because?"

Angela think. "I think it's because she almost got blown up again today."

Oh, riiiiiiiight. That.

Angela adds, "She should really stop doing that. It's frustrating."

Cam sighs. "Except that now I, I am the one who's drunk."

"Yeah, me, too, and I am a lot"Right, and also Brennan is no longer here

[grenadine]

LoM/AtA: Sam, Gene, and Alex, heavy drinking and confusion in the trattoria. I will not hold it against you if this somehow translates into Alex and Gene making out in the Quattro.

DID I TELL YOU ABOUT THE WHITE JACKET I ALMOST BOUGHT ON SUNDAY, I WAS KIND OF ASHAMED. But, really, can I help that it looks like the 80s exploded in Old Navy? No, I cannot. (Also, their new sizing is whack, btw.)

[daygloparker]

You do realize that the first prompt of any A2A variety was going to somehow translate into Alex and Gene making out in the Quattro, right. I mean, WHO AM I REALLY. I have to use my magic powers!

THINGS THAT I LOVE: KNOWING EXACTLY WHAT JACKET YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT. At least we know you are on the side of good?

[baggers]

CAN I TELL YOU BOTH ABOUT HOW THE ALEXANDER WANG FOR GAP JACKET LOOKS LIKE ALEX'S WHITE JACKET? BECAUSE IT DOES.

[daygloparker]

!!!! IT DOES. IT REALLY FUCKING DOES AND NOW - OKAY, I WASN'T THAT CRAZY ABOUT IT, BUT UH I SORT OF AM NOW? GOD. SHOW. I HATE LOVE YOU.

[cereal]

Middleman/Dubbie! (Dubbie who is not Lacey, most importantly!)

[daygloparker]

(OF COURSE.)

[inflightdata]

May a creepy lurker request something?

[daygloparker]

I approve of your icon selection! Also: ABSOLUTELY.

[inflightdata]

YE BOI

May I grab something of a Ruth/Harry persuasion? (GUESS WHO IS STILL WETTING HER PANTS WITH GLEE OVER THOSE SPOILERS. GOSH.)

[daygloparker]

*checks it off* (I HONESTLY DO NOT EVEN KNOW IF I'VE FULLY RENDERED HOW EXCITED I AM. THAT'S HOW EXCITED I AM.)

[mylittlepwny]

I AM TORN.
The Doctor and Rose and Intergalactic Diners?
Or the Doctor and Rose and a temporarily broken down TARDIS which causes domestic hijinks of a possibly eventual sexual nature to ensue?

THESE ARE THE CHOICES I CANNOT MAKE.
so I leave it in your wise hands.

[daygloparker]

My Jersey is requesting the former. I LIKE DINERS A LOT.

[mylittlepwny]

I'LL TAKE IT.