Yo, so. My backyard caught fire today and it was sorta the most terrifying thing I’ve ever experienced. This could either yield two results:
1. I finish my Vox fanfic in record time, fueled by trauma and the desire to forget whatever the hell happened today.
2. I take a small break from fanfiction and either delve into my other interests, a new book (I finished my current book hours after the fire was put out), or my actual novels that I USUALLY use for my trauma-dumping.
I’m alright, btw. Everyone is alright. Stay safe, and PLEASE check your garages and sheds for unsafe wiring or flammables.