you wake up. you have depression. you go to your computer screen because you have depression and that's all you do with your depressing life. your depressing self opens up your email account. it is depressingly empty. other than one email from a one person. you are no longer depressed. it's gordon! he emailed you back! you made it to the competition! congratulations! you throw away all your pills and declare yourself free from the depression.
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the best chicken (reader x gordon ramsay)
Fanfictionthe chicken was not undercooked.
