One time, Jonathan Crane released Fear Toxin into a restaurant. The staff screamed in terror as the clock wound backward to when their shifts started, and would no longer count forward. They were trapped. Forever. At work.
No one cared about what happened to the customers.
Yesterday in stream I was talking about how I can’t write anything that isn’t a tragedy or an upcomming tragedy. so I decided to follow through and make it today’s warm up. I supose we all can’t be good writters but baaaaah thats just my crisis hitting again.
I bet Ed is really pleased with the fact he’s actually quite tall, above average height, but then Jonathan comes along and this fucking stick bug is like 6′4 and Ed develops a complex about it because Jonathan’s height gives him problems he’s never had to deal with before (having to pull him down to kiss him, having to deal with Jon always curling his legs around him bc there isn’t enough room in the bed for them, Jon being able to play keep away super well).