My reading has been kind of all over the place this week, doing a lot of bookmark hopping on AO3. I thought I’d read this one before, but maybe not?
Go Ask Arthur, by fictionalcandie
Ariadne huffs, frustrated, because Eames doesn’t seem the least bit concerned that Arthur is apparently stalking him (or possibly some kind of mind-reading alien wizard), but she steps aside so he can finish making his tea, and goes back over to draft more impossible loops in things.
Mirrored from The Marci Rating System.