the wrong end of the telescope

Hee, I know. But you also sort of told me to write it, man, and in case you hadn't figured that out yet (ha) I'm really susceptible to that sort of thing.

I feel like it sort of encapsulates so many themes we're working with, of being scared and not knowing what's coming and pushing through it anyway, and ugh, seriously, I am so freaking in love with this

I read that part and beamed a lot--that's what I wanted for them; yes, it's absolutely a small-scale version of so much of the other stuff that we have going on, and now there can be all these hints from the night of the talent show and onwards and, well, did I mention I love meaningful tiny details? Because I DO. I also love linking stories--the tripping-over-your-own-feet scene, you know?

ALSO did you notice Brendon?

And I love imagining Laena and Annie as teenagers, still beautiful but not quite yet so polished, with hair in their faces and bitten nails and scuffed shoes. YES, me too, me very too. And I really just loved writing this whole thing, I can't tell you how glad I am that you liked it. ♥