wellfourthings | petty little grudges

So, on the trip up, they lost my suitcase. This caused a number of problems, and one very odd consequence in the form of us collectively having to thank my father. Mostly, what was in the bag were clothes, many of them brand new, and a couple pieces of replaceable jewellery, but I did lose one very important flash drive, and the SD card I work from. That led to being thankful for Google Docs, which I cannot let stand, so as of January it's been decided I'm signing up for Dropbox Plus.

Here and now, though, I came back to a wall of stress, an appointment I couldn't reschedule, and feelings.

Instead of dealing with any of that, though, I've drabbled a short petopher thing, and now I've circled back to Stiles and Peter, and the possibilities there. Yay for avoidance! (And fic.)