Ficlet, Starbucks, taxes.
I just filled out my very first tax declaration formula thingy, and now I feel all grown-up and stuff, wow. Also, while I’m not at the Starbucks very often, maybe twice a year, each time I’m there I somehow expect Jon to grin at me from behind the counter. I might have read one AU too many.
In other news: Ficlet, because I obviously couldn’t just issue a challenge and then weasel out of doing it myself. So:
Blows in My Mind
Brendon/Spencer, PG-13
Brendon closes his eyes against the brightness of another flash of lightning. “You know,” he tells Spencer, no real purpose behind it, just because it fits. “I used to be scared of thunderstorms, as a kid.”
(Things that make me procrastinate: finally editing my stupid Big Bang; not feeling like doing even one more re-upload; being behind on comments like whoa.)
In other news: Ficlet, because I obviously couldn’t just issue a challenge and then weasel out of doing it myself. So:
Blows in My Mind
Brendon/Spencer, PG-13
Brendon closes his eyes against the brightness of another flash of lightning. “You know,” he tells Spencer, no real purpose behind it, just because it fits. “I used to be scared of thunderstorms, as a kid.”
(Things that make me procrastinate: finally editing my stupid Big Bang; not feeling like doing even one more re-upload; being behind on comments like whoa.)