8:12 am. Internet's back. It's still sleeting. Work's still not listed as being closed.
8:39 am. And so I go to work. Through sleet and snow, just like the mailmen.
Written for borgmama1of5's prompt of "filthy, edible, underwear [Supernatural | Dean or Sam]" "All I'm…
Remember when I used to write SGA AU fic? If not, here are all the previous fics. Or subsequent, rather, as this comes right at the beginning of…
2:30 AM ficlet for you, from the randomly generated prompt "soda interesting use". Puppy is currently pretending to attack my toes. It…