Third sighed a hundred times today, sipping coffee from his almost empty cup. Rome was shaking his head at his behaviour from his post behind the counter. It took his friend another fifteen minutes to come over and refill his cup. Rome sits beside him, peeking over his shoulder at the laptop.
"Starcrossed lovers," He read out loud.
"You are writing the new script?" He asked curiously.
"Yes, but I am stuck." Third sighed again.
"It's a cliche theme. I don't understand why our client insists on it." He added, pouting.
"No ideas?" Rome continued to ask.
"Absolute zero."
"Just write about you and P'Khai." Rome tilted his head. Third's eyes sparkled with a familiar glint, and he turned back to his computer.
"I'd rather write about you and Pick." He grinned as he hit the keyboard enthusiastically.
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OffGun November Collection of Drabbles 2022
Fanfiction✅ COMPLETED Short stories and drabbles with Off/Gun and their various ships.
