A Twist of Things to Come

First off, this is partly for abrynne and narniadear, as well as any of the Twilight Love/Haters on my flist, and partly because I have recurring dreams in which I wash unkempt men. Usually in tubs with bunches of bubbles. These dreams pre-date the Very Secret Diaries and the Wenches' Tavern role-play by many years. Not sure what's up with that, since these are not generally particularly pleasant sorts of dreams. Anyway...
( Lolpicspam behind the cut )

With this:

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And then this:

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The crappy first draft is done. By the time I get to the second draft, it will probably have an epilogue, maybe, but this is it for now. Last line: This time, he didn't care who saw him cry.

It's a bit gushy, but considering the circumstances, I think it's earned. I guess we'll see how it looks in the cold light of day. ;)