Hi. *waves sheepishly*
In my earnest quest to finish the challenge story that was due two weeks ago - I know, I know; bad me, and I feel terrible - I've become increasingly afraid that I'm driveling. Anyone up for reading through the first section to either confirm or deny that fear? I've been staring at it so long that perspective is just something other people have.
So... help?
(And
enname, this would be in your inbox, except you're sick, and I'm not going to subject you to the cliffhanger. The real and true one will come your way, promise. Unless, of course, you'd prefer to watch my brain flail and/or are in need of distraction, in which case this part is all yours, too.)