PDF + some extras
Archive of our own - AO3
Wattpad (not yet, punk!)
PDF + some extras
Archive of our own - AO3
Wattpad (not yet, punk!)
Yo, choombas! Mofos call me... Dr. Judy Collins—wannabe artist/Neuroscientist (✿◡‿◡)
You know, the longest journeys always start with a single step, and even the sweetest flowers sour up after we taste all of their poison... Cliché, right? Yeeeah sure but still, that's a lesson I picked up way back when in a distant 2078, after poisoning a dear NC legend with my cringy bullshit—enough to get her deadset on moving on and forgetting me for good...
Now it's 2083, I got me my own crib upnorth Pitts, preem shower action with them golden doodads, a snazzy American visa, a hella sexy Bianca so queer I'm sure my dyke ancestors are smilling at me, and a rising-star career in the medtech field that'd surely swipe smiles outta my late abuelo... so, please tell me, WHY THE HELL that damn alphabet letter still scrapes the back of my mind? That FUCKING haunting from a time and space I'd gladly bash my skull on a wall just to forget?
Why, dude? WHY!? After all these years...