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Painkillers + Dov = hilarity ensues, y/y?
Right now I'm about 4000 words into a Rookie Blue OT3 fic, which at the moment is pretty much entirely composed of Gail and Dov bickering and Chris being adorable and/or vaguely chagrined at them. It's possibly the most pointless thing I've ever written, but at the same time I love it so much.
Also, while we're here, can we please talk about the promo for the next episode? I usually don't even watch promos, not being from the U.S. and all, but someone posted this on Tumblr and I couldn't help myself:
OH MY GOD SERIOUSLY. "I'D MARRY YOU." HE ACTUALLY JUST SAID THAT, I FEEL LIKE I'M GOING TO EXPLODE WAITING FORTHURSDAY FRIDAY, DAMN TIME ZONES. MAYBE THAT IS WHY SOMEBODY CALLED IN A BOMB THREAT?
HIGH-ON-PAINKILLERS INDUCED CONFESSIONS. THIS IS THE GREATEST EVER.
MY FEELINGS, YOU GUYS, I DON'T KNOW IF I CAN TAKE THIS.
Also, while we're here, can we please talk about the promo for the next episode? I usually don't even watch promos, not being from the U.S. and all, but someone posted this on Tumblr and I couldn't help myself:
OH MY GOD SERIOUSLY. "I'D MARRY YOU." HE ACTUALLY JUST SAID THAT, I FEEL LIKE I'M GOING TO EXPLODE WAITING FOR
HIGH-ON-PAINKILLERS INDUCED CONFESSIONS. THIS IS THE GREATEST EVER.
MY FEELINGS, YOU GUYS, I DON'T KNOW IF I CAN TAKE THIS.