As you probably know, I tend to churn out plot bunnies over Twitter. One day, I said:
Title from "Coffee should be black as Hell, strong as death, and sweet as love," which is purportedly a Turkish proverb.
( Sweet As Love )
Plot bunny of the day: Bob/Spencer coffee shop AU. Bob owns it. Spencer finagles his way into being a manager. Bob thinks Spencer is (a) too young and (b) sleeping with Ryan, Brendon, and Jon. Spencer can't go home because he'll bang the shit out of his drums, which will get them in trouble with the neighbors.One of my friends emailed me and said, "WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT ON TWITTER RIGHT NOW - YOU SHOULD WRITE THAT." (Emphatic capitals hers.) So I did, in bits and pieces over the next two weeks. For this month-long fic posting project, I have now also given it an ending.
"I have a soundproofed basement with a drum kit," Bob offers. And then they have sex. And then Bob angsts and Frank tells him he's an idiot.
Title from "Coffee should be black as Hell, strong as death, and sweet as love," which is purportedly a Turkish proverb.
( Sweet As Love )