Like Real People Do - John Shelby x SI/OC || Peaky Blinders

I knew wishing on a star would eventually come true. People told me I needed to grow up but clearly, my childish naivety has paid off because look at me now, Mama!

Until I realized this wasn't a dream. It was absolute shit. Obsessing over fandoms rather than living the life I got... "Had" done me no favors here.

I, Sabrina (fuckin hate you ma) Mary-Anne Parker am in 1917. And I am questioning what god actually listened to me?!

Screw you Jesus dude. I did not mean time travel! I just wanted to have a nice dream... Not live the hell in which the world suffered through. Also, I would like to note I very much preferred 2024 women's issues to going back to square one of the suffrage problems.

Also, wasn't COVID-19 enough of a traumatic experience? I did not want to live through the Spanish flu. I really did not need this six-feet-apart bullshit again. I barely survived the depravity of being able to touch my loved ones.

Now here I am looking like an absolute nutcase by running around with my face covered and yelling at people "DON'T TOUCH ME! Wash your hands! Germs people! Bacteria! Fuck noooo!"

At least I can do something while I'm stuck in this hellhole.

I can save John Shelby from certain death because what good is living in my favorite TV show if I can not save John?

I can do that.

First... I need to survive another pandemic.

Once again, screw you, Jesus dude.