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Infinity Smashed: Auld Lang Syne
Jan. 1st, 2014 12:11 amAuld Lang Syne
Prompt: Stuff100 “New Year,” H/C bingo “depression”
Summary: Biff and M.D. fall off the wagon.
Words: 747
Notes: This story has been brewing for a while, and it’s a direct follow-up to Six Weeks to Recovery and Happy Godbirth, and Many Blessings On Your Meat. Warnings for self-harm, depressions, and suicidal ideation. I listened to a lot of Tom Waits writing this.
Biff didn’t see M.D. until New Year’s Eve, when for the first time ever, she knocked. With the twilight behind her, she was just a black lump on the fire escape, but Biff would know her anywhere. After a moment’s internal debate, he sighed and got up to get the window, already gearing up a retort about how she never cared about knocking before, never cared about locks either…
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Prompt: Stuff100 “New Year,” H/C bingo “depression”
Summary: Biff and M.D. fall off the wagon.
Words: 747
Notes: This story has been brewing for a while, and it’s a direct follow-up to Six Weeks to Recovery and Happy Godbirth, and Many Blessings On Your Meat. Warnings for self-harm, depressions, and suicidal ideation. I listened to a lot of Tom Waits writing this.
Biff didn’t see M.D. until New Year’s Eve, when for the first time ever, she knocked. With the twilight behind her, she was just a black lump on the fire escape, but Biff would know her anywhere. After a moment’s internal debate, he sighed and got up to get the window, already gearing up a retort about how she never cared about knocking before, never cared about locks either…
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