I Can’t Even…. He’s So Yummy Lookin’

So I decided to read Book of Bill and managed to finish right before the countdown ended

Real, I already watched season one of cr, so it’s kinda fun for me to sit back and watch the references and stuff to other events. I think if I new there was a show coming out I wouldn’t have watched all of season one lol

The only shitty part of watching both critical role and vox, is I know what’s going to happen

This is how I feel about writing

Poor Zeb just perpetually third-wheeling until Sabine joined the crew

School feels a little different

More on the whiteHispanic! Harvey x Mexican! Farmer

Harvey wasn’t taught Spanish at home by his parents. They wanted to be American and white and blend in (taken from my own experiences). Farmer helps him integrate small Spanish words into his everyday life and small phrases he can use while at the clinic.

Farmer likes to cook, and Harvey well he tried for a while but it became too much. So farmer helps him cook, juts in general, but also the food he misses from home.

Harvey is a nerd (look at him), and I imagine, that he likes to info dump about his planes and such. And farmer would happily listen to him as she cooked.

Y’all I have somthing here right?

Back to regular scheduled programming.

White Hispanic! Harvey X Mexican! Farmer. Little sneak peak at the fic I’m cooking at a very slow speed.

There was a slight breeze in the air, a breeze that Let Dr. Harvey Roblez know that he should stock up on flu shots. He was in the midst of opening the clinic, turning on the lights unlocking the door. The fall colors painted the world outside his tiny clinic, it was only a few weeks until flu season picked up and he would be busy again. He should be enjoying the peace, he should be enjoying the fact that he has nothing to do. But as always there was a nagging in the back of his mind, that he wasn't doing enough, that he wasn't enough. But nevermind those crushing thoughts, the bell rang near the door and someone had entered the clinic.

“Hola Dr.” a well needed smile greeted him, “you ready for today's lesson?”

there are breasts on my roof. scampering about. wretched

Man the depression is getting a little too serious, let me out of here.