thursday | mar 8

[rielity]

 ow frick I was not expecting this story to be so personal. Anyhow, I accidentally (?) wrote 1k words while I was supposed to be sleeping. Which means I wrote 1k words on my mobile, and I now technically only have one more scene to go. I have to admit I was avoiding writing this part of the story so I guess I already did know that it wasn't going to be an easy scene to write. But I'm done now! 

the story kind of went somewhere I wasn't expecting, though, so I'm not sure how the last scene is going to work. we'll see about it when I next look at this fic, lol. Kryk are great and also horrible to work with for this exact reason, ugh. They'll always sort themselves out, but also it's like ?? Why plan when the characters don't bother listening.

edit: fml I realised March is the month of writing personal fics for me. aughhhhh.... though this fic is nowhere as deeply person as eggshells was. On the flipside, I guess it does mean I'm recovering and moving on. 

edit 2: I really am about to fall asleep but I just went to skim through eggshells and i almost burst out laughing because...... [redacted]