[ True Grit | LaBoeuf/Mattie Ross | PG-13 ] But then, right at the bar, like a gift from God and also validation that God, too, gets that Matthew Goode is super fine and every girl deserves one of her very own: two British guys.
The narrator is out on the town, looking for a free drink or two, maybe love. Instead, she happens into a bar where Spike and Franklin are commiserating about the human women who they have lost.
I have yet to read a fic by dollsome which wasn’t a hit out of the park. This ficlet is particularly good as it showcases dollsome’s ability to be absolutely hilarious, not to mention the surprisingly good meshing of Spike and Franklin, and the completely unintrusive use of second person narration.