Hey, just noticed I failed to say thanks for your comment! I blame the rugby. It ate my brain. I'm so glad you liked this, too. This was the story that started as a present for a good friend of mine who was in fandom. And you know how your parents say "Don't even try heroin, because you could become addicted immediately!"* What they should say is: "Fanfiction will inveigle its way into your soul and take over your brain!"

I will update this v soon, promise!

*In actual fact, the drug conversations from my parents were more along the lines of "You should only buy from pharmacology students or medical doctors, because then you know your dosages." But they were rich hippies and I had already turned into the "Seriously, do you think I am ever taking the same drugs that you two did?" pure living child of sober bad behaviour that I still am ...