Fate is but one road among infinite possibilities.
You love a character so much you take them into the next fandom.
Born to be Sleepless, forced to be Monster.
Why is it that every time someone opens a bottle of 2-liter soda that I like, I only manage to get a single 8-oz cup before it's gone?
Why am I cursed to drink from this tiny-ass cup?! 😭
I dreamt I went to work on a day off, realized my mistake, and then spent the rest of the dream trying to figure out if I clocked in or just randomly started doing free labor...
I think I need help. The overtime has traumatized me 😭