Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Distance Makes...

I am 100% aware that I should have been writing other things. But over the last few days this just quickly forced its way out of my brain and onto paper, more for me than anything else. But hey, I'm not one to argue when the MC-bug strikes. Porny-but-not-really-porny-fiction without any real purpose, woo!

(mc, mf, md)


Liz figured it would be relaxing to get the house to herself for a few days. No responsibilities, no housemates except for her beta fish; just her, space, and all the free time in the world.

By the end of the second day, she knew it wasn't doing wonders for her sanity. Gerald (the fish) had heard precisely enough of how lonely she was and how the microwave wasn't behaving and how kids on Xbox Live were douchebags.

And Jack had been working way too much, due to pop in on her sometime after dinner that night for the first time in almost a week.