There’s a new wip I’m working on and here’s a bit of it:
SIMON
The music starts around nine or so. An obnoxious whine pierces through the ceiling, growing louder and higher pitched until the beat finally drops, shaking the whole flat.
“Christ almighty, EDM? On a Wednesday?” Baz directs his question towards the heavens, and I pause to admire the way his neck stretches as he gazes upwards. We’re in the kitchen, pressed side by side, me washing dishes and Baz drying as directed by the flat’s chore calendar. Through a series of bribes, favors, and whiteboard editing trickery I’ve ensured we are always paired up for cleaning tasks. Because apparently rooming with my crush isn’t enough for me, I have to manufacture new and achingly domestic ways for us to spend time with each other.
