whit

due to a combo of staying up until 4AM for idiot reasons (reasons: didn't wanna go to bed) two nights in a row, getting to bed at the EARLY hour of 1:45AM last night, but then being woken up 4 hours later by Emma needing to sing me an opera, and then I couldn't get back to sleep so I read the 40k word long fanfiction I had exercised such good behavior in not starting at 1AM the night before. And it was very good, and upsetting, and devastating, and it ended with all hurt no comfort and an authors note at the end saying "there is a sequel planned!" but then it turned out it was written over a year ago and the author just writes Hockey RPF now. I need you to understand in the fanfiction world this is like "curse lain out on the dying breath of a king" shit. I almost took a sick day