so i went to see a local performing arts college do a performance of legally blonde and from that a) i found my future career and where i want to go for college, and b) saw a really fit lad in the chorus who kept looking at me when he was performing and that i cant stop thinking about. and from that i came up with a fic idea-
what a strange person i am.
netflix, id like to have a pleasant conversation about why in the name of jesus christ himself you canceled the irregulars. definitely a *pleasant* conversation.
again i will take this moment to express my love for harrison osterfield.
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