I can't settle to writing anything. My brain is bouncing around like a kitten who's just stuck her head in your coffee cup. Therefore, ficletspampoll that rules from the center of the ultraworld (aubry mix mk 2). Posting will commence Christmas Day, because I have it off from work. Also, because there seems to be some kind of tradition of giving people presents on or near that day, and I'm quite certain I enjoy doing that.
I'm forcing you to make choices and not check everything because I hate you. Also because I want to know what you desire most.