I was trying to write some original stuff, got broadsided by a sudden urge to read some new AF fanfiction, trawled about, found nothing to wet my appetite and decided to just write something myself. So, yeah, er, happy friday night?
(heavily influenced by AI, which I just reread)
In other news, I am so sunburnt I'm nearly on fire.
Despair
She raised an eyebrow, saying nothing. Waiting for him to blow her away with why this plan was just so incredible when all it sounded like was just an incredible pain in the derriere.
'Eh..' he began, 'er, now, Holly... you see...' This was his big moment. His big, eloquent, deal-clinching moment, and all he could say was eh? Artemis regarded her in horrified wonder. What was it about this woman that brought out all that was monosyllabic and nonsensical in him?
And he had been such a promising criminal mastermind as a child.
Sometimes he despaired for himself, he really did.
