Oh, I kind of sort of really <3 this to itty bitty pieces.
It's so them. And curling! In New Zealand! And Ray's confusion over cricket! And this? ...he lacks clue so badly that even if a little plastic man bopped him over the head and yelled, ‘It’s Ray in the bedroom with the handcuffs!’ he would continue to just not get it. totally made me sporfle. This- abandoning their commitment to the concept of verticality- has got to be one of the best phrases ever.
Okay, hi, I would like to marry you now. Will proper-feedback you later, but love. So Ray and so lovely and Auckland feels so *close* (**clings**) and yes. You win at life.
Whee, Canadian citizenship! I accept. And this fic is totally your fault for putting the idea of DS CURLING FIC OMG in my head, so I'm glad it worked out.
Eeeee! Curling fic! Due South Curling fic, even better. So, many, many wonderful lines that if I started quoting, I'd end up doing most of the story. In other words ♥ this.
Very enjoyable! I particularly liked the following bits--thanks! :D
I remember this one time, this kid who may or may not have been me chased another kid round the hall making a noise like a Harley until the coach banged our heads together and sent us to help with the snacks.
And the centre of town does a good enough line in traffic and butt-ugly high-rises to make me feel almost at home.
...plus the two brain cells I have left after Canada froze them and Fraser melted them are fully occupied trying to remember how buttons work.
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It's so them. And curling! In New Zealand! And Ray's confusion over cricket! And this? ...he lacks clue so badly that even if a little plastic man bopped him over the head and yelled, ‘It’s Ray in the bedroom with the handcuffs!’ he would continue to just not get it. totally made me sporfle. This- abandoning their commitment to the concept of verticality- has got to be one of the best phrases ever.
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I remember this one time, this kid who may or may not have been me chased another kid round the hall making a noise like a Harley until the coach banged our heads together and sent us to help with the snacks.
And the centre of town does a good enough line in traffic and butt-ugly high-rises to make me feel almost at home.
...plus the two brain cells I have left after Canada froze them and Fraser melted them are fully occupied trying to remember how buttons work.
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Thanks for the feedback - I'm glad people liked it.
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