Please give us details about the Zach fic! What is it about? What made you decide to write about him? Can you share a little snippet? I wanna know all about it!
Sweetheart! You always come thru ilysm!
So, the Zach fic... you know how I just got the Brothers&Sisters dvd set from my library back in March, literally the day before everything was shut down? And then I got to keep it for like two months because everything was shut down? Well I watched those two episodes a couple of times and fell a little bit in love and something in the back of my mind began churning then.
but then I got sidetracked and then my brain wanted me to obsess over Like Gloss first, but now, recently, those dormant Zach thots have reared their head again and I’ve sharpened my concept a bit
it is thus:
post-canon of the series, when he SPOILER works as a manager for that apartment building, so I was thinking, she is one of the tenants, and something in her apartment breaks so of course she has to call the super to get it fixed ;) it’s gonna be a reader insert, because I want to flex those writing muscles again (and because this website turns up its nose at OCs lol), But she’s gonna be from abroad, and English isn’t her first language, because I’m not and I’m not I say so and I want it that way (and maybe I want to poke fun at a few dumb American things and a few stupid things about this great but sometimes infuriating language from an outside perspective). I’m thinking a series of connected oneshots, each time something breaks in the apartment correspeonds with a step in their relationship. Obviously we have to start with the meeting ;-), so here’s a snippet from instalment one, ‘Shower’
“Hello?” a groggy voice answered on the fifth or sixth ring, and the huskiness of it makes your mind blank for a hot second.
“Hello??” it comes again, sounding more annoyed this time. It snaps you out of your reverie and reminds you that you are currently soaking wet and probably going to be late. On your first day at work.
“Umm yes sorry, this is apartment 4B. My, umm…” you wrack your brain for the words in the foreign language a moment, before deciding that there’s really no elegant way to say it. “My shower has kind of…exploded? I can’t get it to stop.”
Help me please, you add mentally.
A groan and the creaking of mattress springs, then “I’m on my way.”
I welcome suggestions about things that can break in your apartment and things about the US of A that are strange ;-)
