fanfic drabble, honeydew syndrome
it's... 7am. I haven't slept. I'm so tired. This is my justification for breaking down and writing drabble.
He tapped the chewed up butt of his pencil across the unmarked white lawn of the bio notes, staring with vexation written between his brows at the source of his irritation.
Taptaptaptaptap.
This shouldn’t bother him so much. This shouldn’t chew him up on in the inside, and make him want to throw the dish out the window.
What, jealous? Him? Unthinkable.
Jay massaged his temples with one hand. As Charles would say, this was really clearly unacceptable. Just… just get it over with. Charles had said he was over it. Right?
He poked it with his pencil.
“So…. Whelk.”
He tapped the chewed up butt of his pencil across the unmarked white lawn of the bio notes, staring with vexation written between his brows at the source of his irritation.
Taptaptaptaptap.
This shouldn’t bother him so much. This shouldn’t chew him up on in the inside, and make him want to throw the dish out the window.
What, jealous? Him? Unthinkable.
Jay massaged his temples with one hand. As Charles would say, this was really clearly unacceptable. Just… just get it over with. Charles had said he was over it. Right?
He poked it with his pencil.
“So…. Whelk.”