So, to distract myself from the universe trying to kick me repeatedly in the gonads*, I am marathon-watching a show, having ALL THE FEELS for a character, say to m'self "Oh I just want to pet him"..... then 30 seconds later remember oh yah HES A WAREWOLF of the unhappy-about-it-really sort and just how wrong that is.
Kind of apropos that his name is George tho.
Also, I may be going through another Britophile phase.
* Not discussing currently, so DO NOT ASK!
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Kind of apropos that his name is George tho.
Also, I may be going through another Britophile phase.
* Not discussing currently, so DO NOT ASK!