#quincest

“Eww this person likes something I’m sexually uncomfortable with, disgusting MAN!!!”

"Come on, come on, come on…" I whisper, almost begging to no one in particular for the red lights to change to green. I was supposed to pick up Tegan to go to an art show almost an hour ago, but the whole "spend a day at the office with dad" didn't go my way. After a rather nasty fight with Rob, a boring meeting, a couple of coffees, and mostly me trying to look interested in whatever my dad was telling me, I realized how futile my efforts were. It was hard to find a good excuse that allowed me to leave the office without my dad being suspicious. As I approach the Cultural Center, I begin to feel more and more anxious. I fear that Tegan may not be there, or worse, that she's angry with me for being so late. I don't want her to think that I don't care or that I don't want to go. Finally, after what seemed like hours in traffic, I arrive. I turn around the corner and start to park the car. From the corner of my eye, I immediately see Tegan. She's sitting on the stairs of the entryway, and the familiar feeling of excitement in my stomach makes it appearance.

Edit from: Tegan & Sara "I'm Not Your Hero" - 'Heartthrob': Track by Track

Surprise, Quindom! I know it’s been two years since I’ve posted anything with this story, and I’m sorry for that. There is a longer, wordier note at the beginning of the chapter, basically just apologizing for seemingly abandoning this story. I hope everyone is still enjoying this story. Let me know what you all think.

@let-them-say-what-they-will