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this is not a moment in history
Moment of cognitive dissonance:
Child comes in to critique your 174,000 Dean/Castiel WIP you left on a jump drive he borrowed.
...dude, I am still lying down after that.
(I have no idea what he said or when he left the room, but I'm pretty sure I didn't blink or breathe the entire time. Just. What. No. Dude, starting circa page 175--suffice to say, fuck my life.)
Child comes in to critique your 174,000 Dean/Castiel WIP you left on a jump drive he borrowed.
...dude, I am still lying down after that.
(I have no idea what he said or when he left the room, but I'm pretty sure I didn't blink or breathe the entire time. Just. What. No. Dude, starting circa page 175--suffice to say, fuck my life.)
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ps; looking forward to someday reading said fic (I adore your writing).
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Also, thank you! I'm actually wondering what kind of audience I'll have for a fic like this, so it's nice to know someone will read it!
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