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Writing fic for a friend. What I was given to work with:
her: okay, this might actually challenge you to write a full one-shot, heh.
jesse/john are beffies, obviously, but john is with adam. obviously, this destroys jesse.
so... what does he do?
mourn, whimper, write a song? makeout sessions that john's all "OMG MISTAKE!" after
Jesse has a problem with people.
Maybe not so much with people as with life. (If he had said that out loud, he knows, John would have been all over it, calling him emo. But John is part of The Problem.)
Alright, so maybe The Problem isn't so much to do with people or life (or John) as it is to do with Adam Lazzara the Fucking Dick.
Adam Lazzara the Fucking Dick is exactly why Jesse has commandeered the living room to set up a self-made map of the area (spanning from his house to the school), drawn on graph paper. By the time Jesse had realized exactly how much graph paper he'd need for the scale of 1 yard to 1 square of graph paper, it was much too late to go back and redraw things.
Jesse had never claimed to be bright.
So yes. After like... a year? I dunno. But I am writing fic again.
Woot?
her: okay, this might actually challenge you to write a full one-shot, heh.
jesse/john are beffies, obviously, but john is with adam. obviously, this destroys jesse.
so... what does he do?
mourn, whimper, write a song? makeout sessions that john's all "OMG MISTAKE!" after
Jesse has a problem with people.
Maybe not so much with people as with life. (If he had said that out loud, he knows, John would have been all over it, calling him emo. But John is part of The Problem.)
Alright, so maybe The Problem isn't so much to do with people or life (or John) as it is to do with Adam Lazzara the Fucking Dick.
Adam Lazzara the Fucking Dick is exactly why Jesse has commandeered the living room to set up a self-made map of the area (spanning from his house to the school), drawn on graph paper. By the time Jesse had realized exactly how much graph paper he'd need for the scale of 1 yard to 1 square of graph paper, it was much too late to go back and redraw things.
Jesse had never claimed to be bright.
So yes. After like... a year? I dunno. But I am writing fic again.
Woot?