
Love Songs and Tooth Picks
My 25th birthday came as quite the shock, I had forgotten it until my roommate said 'Happy birthday Heart!' My name isn't 'Heart'… Dentists are weird. Lyra plushies are gross, when you end up being Lyra. Awkwardness ensues, and I end up a pony thing. It really is not as great as one would hope, I really do miss my hands. Also, Chrysalis is one persistent little [Expletive deleted]
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Still having an internal debate over whether or not this story should have a Comedy genre tag.
This is your warning for the excessive foul language. You have read it, do not complain.
Side fic to TwistedSpectrum's 'Five Score, Divided by Four', with a bit more of a serious tone than most of the other ones. If you haven't read that, this may contain minor plot spoilers, but nothing too horrible.
12 Chapters:
- Days one through two and a half:The hell did I drink? 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC8190
- Day two continued: Gas stations. 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC3898
- Day three: Something. 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC2928
- Night three: More Something 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC2526
- Day four: Performance 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC3503
- Day five: She did what what in the who now? 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC2484
- Day five: That song sucked anyways. 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC4074
- Day six: Equivalent 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC2737
- Day Seven: My sleeping habits kind of suck 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC3202
- Day eight: Well, Hello. 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC2905
- Night eight: Heights 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC3530
- Night eight continued 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC2909