| am so sorry, Lydia. All of this must be terribly confusing. But, at least you know that you’re not actually crazy. Well, not completely. There’s bound to be some residual effects but you’re a strong girl. Personally I think that you’re gonna pull through with minimal amount of post traumatic stress. And maybe a few years of profoundly disturbing nightmares.
when you’ve been swimming and water is in your ear
make me choose: anon asked scott mccall or
Never again, Derek vows as he marches up the street towards Laura’s apartment block. The next time Laura offers to “help” with anything he’s going to run in the opposite direction. Or maybe just lock himself in his appartment until she forgets about it. Point is, if she was trying to convince him that his choice to be firmly single for the last couple years and probably a few into the future is a bad one then she never should have sent him on that blind date.
Ignoring the look of horror he gets from the woman holding the door open for him, he stomps into the building and bypasses the elevator to head for the stairs. When he reaches Laura’s door he doesn’t bother to knock.
“This time I swear to God I will actually follow through with your murder.” Derek says, barging into the apartment and coming to an abrupt stop half way in the door.
There is an obscenely attractive man in Laura’s apartment, Derek’s brain supplies unhelpfully.
uhh what fic about a laundry chute