How I feel after one week back at work xo
I got an indoor thermometer to see how warm it is inside my apartment and it’s midnight and it’s 32 degrees celsius (90 degrees fahrenheit).
And air conditioning in apartments/houses is just…not a thing in the U.K.
My friendship with @ssa-sparks summed up in one screenshot.
Feeling a bit sad today and can’t figure out if it’s because:
a. I’m always tired
b. The ever lingering ✨spicy✨ sad
c. I’m due on.
d. All of the above
I'm trying to find my spare keys and it genuinely feels like I'm trying to profile my past self.
"she's a woman in her early 30s. Slightly lazy. Prone to anxiety. Maybe she put them in the junk drawer."
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sing us a song tonight, well, we’re all in the mood for a melody and you got us feeling alright...
the bau + the karaoke scene
Someone help me @eprcntiss is trying to convince me to write a Love Island/Criminal Minds AU with Hotchniss in it
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Just to add to the chaos ... no one asked for this but here you go: a little snippet of a WIP
I couldn't help myself. @aubreyprc knows about this.
With panicked fingers, Emily works the combination, twisting numbers into place and praying against her furiously beating heart that one of them just might work. "I'm going to get you out of here."
"Pink mist," the man says as he tips his head back, eyes closing in defeat.
"What?" Her voice is barely audible, lest anyone might hear over the unit in her ear.
"That's what they say when you ... you know." His face is grey, ghostly and sick, sweat beading on his hairline. "When this goes off and we go with it."
Emily's empty stomach churns, her hands still desperate.
"Don't listen to him, Emily. We're going to get you out of there." Aaron's voice is in her ear, a calm baritone.
"I'm sorry we didn't have more time, Aaron."
"Emily don't -"
The unit cuts out, and his heart shatters into pieces.
Um. EXCUSE ME.