So far this week I have managed to:
I have also been boggling and flailing a little bit because Jobseeker's have not actually paid me any money yet, and I'm going in to sign off tomorrow. Hopefully I'll get some at some point. And also I've noticed that no-one on the internet likes Toby/Nick Jordan quite as much as I do. I’ll admit they're not exactly an obvious pairing quite yet. It's being a bit more of a slow burn than I was hoping for. But if anyone could write fic ever, somewhere that Google could find it, that would be quite nice. At the moment, I want all the cliches ever. The one where Dr Jordan meets up with Toby in a bar after work and tries to seduce information about another doctor out of him. The one where Toby and Nick are the only ones available on a shift, and they do a tricky operation together and Toby copes because he has to, and Nick has sudden newfound respect for him. The one where they're on call together and doing a tricky operation and Nick hesitates, and Toby copes because he has to, and then afterwards when Nick's drunk and self-hating in his office and asks if everything's alright. The one where Nick fucks Toby because Toby's like the part of himself that hesitates, and he just sort of has to. The one where they get sent to a conference together for some reason, and the hotel's fully booked so they have to share a room, and they occasionally catch each other coming out of the shower, and Toby looks embarrassed and Nick is amused. The one where for some reason they all have to learn to dance, and Toby's actually really good, and Nick decides if he's that good he can dance with him a bit, and Toby is a bit terrified, but also not, because his dance teacher is the actual expert, and she thinks Toby's great. All the ones. I love Toby. His mother is Cherie Lunghi, it turns out. I may start supporting her a bit more in the dancing.
Wolf Walk! Eee!
- Go shopping.
- Get to the meet and greet for the job I'm starting next week.
- Get to my film course.
I have also been boggling and flailing a little bit because Jobseeker's have not actually paid me any money yet, and I'm going in to sign off tomorrow. Hopefully I'll get some at some point. And also I've noticed that no-one on the internet likes Toby/Nick Jordan quite as much as I do. I’ll admit they're not exactly an obvious pairing quite yet. It's being a bit more of a slow burn than I was hoping for. But if anyone could write fic ever, somewhere that Google could find it, that would be quite nice. At the moment, I want all the cliches ever. The one where Dr Jordan meets up with Toby in a bar after work and tries to seduce information about another doctor out of him. The one where Toby and Nick are the only ones available on a shift, and they do a tricky operation together and Toby copes because he has to, and Nick has sudden newfound respect for him. The one where they're on call together and doing a tricky operation and Nick hesitates, and Toby copes because he has to, and then afterwards when Nick's drunk and self-hating in his office and asks if everything's alright. The one where Nick fucks Toby because Toby's like the part of himself that hesitates, and he just sort of has to. The one where they get sent to a conference together for some reason, and the hotel's fully booked so they have to share a room, and they occasionally catch each other coming out of the shower, and Toby looks embarrassed and Nick is amused. The one where for some reason they all have to learn to dance, and Toby's actually really good, and Nick decides if he's that good he can dance with him a bit, and Toby is a bit terrified, but also not, because his dance teacher is the actual expert, and she thinks Toby's great. All the ones. I love Toby. His mother is Cherie Lunghi, it turns out. I may start supporting her a bit more in the dancing.
Wolf Walk! Eee!