Ahhh, springtime…when the weather improves and things bloom and tiny rabid monkeys tap-dance on my inner nostril while wearing sharpened tacks as shoes and my eye turns into a faucet and sometimes I can breathe and sometimes I can’t.
FUCK YOU, SPRING.
Oh, and I’m also working on the next chapter of EN: ATS – the one where someone meets, erm, someone! 😀
As mentioned in this chapter’s AN, in this story I’m writing a situation that is new for me and I’m not certain how, or even if, it’s going to work, so do bear with me. You’ll see what I’m talkin’ about…
Enjoy, and let me know what you think.