so i am about to pull the plug. on my internet. *quibbles*
i - sigh. i have no choice if i want to have any hope of passing my exams tomorrow (except, idk, that is pretty much a lost cause anyway.) and okay, okay, i know, i have 1249832490832 requests i have yet to get to still, but. but drabbles! they are fun! and i expect to come home tomorrow,
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It's already close to midnight, and David's curled up on his bed, hugging a huge bowl of popcorn to his chest. The opening credits to Casablanca are already rolling across his tv screen when he hears a muffled, "ow, fucking shit--" outside his window (which makes David wince and grin a little at the same time), and then Cook tumbles through it a second later ( ... )
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oh man, why the hell did i pause reading fic?
i am.
you are.
this was really lovely. oh, the best kind of lovely. oh, i want to hug them. oh oh oh.
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also kind of floored that you are reading fic again. hm. especially hereeeeeeeeeee. *HUGS YOU SO HARD*
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