Let's just assume the world imploded on itself okay?
So I wanted to take a break from writing for TGOY verse, and I was watching this advert on how children are the future of our nation bla bla so I wrote this.
This is based off The Calendar, found in my ancient teaser book The Future Is Bulletproof, and Auroras And Apocalypses, on my Ao3 under @ softheartelectricsoul.
However, C'mon was fun to write because it explored the concept of not knowing you're about to die, of potential flattened in a swift move.
I feel that's the real tragedy.
So yeah I just wrote a literary analysis of my own work woo for narcissism.
Vote please I'm desperate.
