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flew to US today to help my bro clean up my mom's house more and move stuff out so he can redo the floors. Bro not only understated the amount of work that needs to be done (imo) but also wants to do even more.
I haven't slept more than maybe 90 min from 8:01 am Thursday CET till now, Fri 11:38 pm PST. I want to say that equals out to about 2 days, since 8:01 am Thurs was 11pm Wed PST. but maybe my math's wrong...
For the first time in a long time, though, I managed to write more of my Brad (Colbert) pick me up fic on the plane. At the airport I also did some quick googling about a very angsty fic with Brad and Nate. Not sure who I should make suffer, though...
Did a lot of reading - fan fic - on the plane.
Trip was otherwise fine, just the not sleeping cause the kid in front of me kept moving their shade up, and that sun shines bright when flying E-W ish, hence the no sleep
Night, was thinking about posting a snippet but...
Actually, here you go, cause the tab is currently open in Chrome.
flew to US today to help my bro clean up my mom's house more and move stuff out so he can redo the floors. Bro not only understated the amount of work that needs to be done (imo) but also wants to do even more.
I haven't slept more than maybe 90 min from 8:01 am Thursday CET till now, Fri 11:38 pm PST. I want to say that equals out to about 2 days, since 8:01 am Thurs was 11pm Wed PST. but maybe my math's wrong...
For the first time in a long time, though, I managed to write more of my Brad (Colbert) pick me up fic on the plane. At the airport I also did some quick googling about a very angsty fic with Brad and Nate. Not sure who I should make suffer, though...
Did a lot of reading - fan fic - on the plane.
Trip was otherwise fine, just the not sleeping cause the kid in front of me kept moving their shade up, and that sun shines bright when flying E-W ish, hence the no sleep
Night, was thinking about posting a snippet but...
Actually, here you go, cause the tab is currently open in Chrome.
It’s wet.
He feels the droplets land on his face. He tries to move, but something stops him. He opens his eyes, blinking against the rain.
It’s grey.
Everything is enveloped in a mist. Shapes blur together, his eyes unable to focus in the rain.
It roars.
Yelling, traffic, everything resonates in his ears at once. He can’t pick out the individual words, but he thinks someone is talking to him. “-ad, Bra…ay with…”
It moves.