Hey, hey, hey, you know what is like stupidly hard? PLOT.

Oh, god, I always forget what a bastard plot is. How do I forget?

It's like me and Jose all over again, man.

Like, you know, it burns a little a first, and then it starts to go a little smoother, and then it's even fun, for a while. Really fun.

Next thing you know your head is pounding, your stomach turns, you've got bruises in funny places and it won't return your calls.

Bastard.

Also: my foot is asleep.

Also: I am in love with we_are_cities prompts. Like, really, all of them.

Also: I haven't completely abandoned the idea of deleting this whole thing and writing 10,000 words of sex!pollen fic or something else completely plotless.

Also: I really think that would show Plot, that bastard.