College Students: We Leave No Trace (Except When We Do)

So I went to a friend's house last night, because his parents were out of town and a 21 year old friend of ours was cruising through town.

Nothing crazy occurred. We mostly sat around and watched Smash Lab. Without any problems, we all found places to sleep through the night, all of us alone. It was fun.

In the morning, we all kind of rose around the same time. We sat around, talking about nothing and bitching about the cold.

Suddenly, our host came skidding into the room, telling us that his dad had just called to tell him that his friend was on his way over, eta 5 minutes, and our cars couldn't be seen.

Without a word, we were off the couches, grabbing our belongings and shoes and running for the door. We were zooming away in less than a minute, from couch to car.

This is actually something I've noticed with my group of friends, when we were a lot younger. We all seem to have an innate ability to clear out of a particular space, leaving no trace of our presence, in a few minutes. Even the new additions to our group have this same inclination.

This is obviously a survival trait, as it is very useful when you're running late for school/work/etc. But I can't help but wonder about us. We're collectively furtive.

Probably because we're preparing for the zombie apocalypse.

I WANT TO DRAW HEARTS AROUND THIS STORY

BIG PINK SPARKLY ONES.

Let it all stop here by echoinautumn

Summary: Hikaru Sulu is sure there's no way he could ruin his life more than he already has. He's twenty-two years old, in college, working full time... and the single father of a two-year-old daughter. Keeping it all in balance proves to be too much, and high school senior Pavel Chekov is rather desperately in need of community service hours.

STXI Sulu/Chekov AU KID!FIC. THERE IS BB AND I SQUEE.

I have a thing for werewolves...

Fuck vampires. I mean, really.

Where The Brave Dare Not Go by telesilla

Summary: John Sheppard has had over twenty years to come to grips with the fact that every four or five weeks, he turns into a mountain lion. Like most Were, he accepts that that's just the way it is, and so he's not particularly interested when he learns that researchers at the local university are trying to to develop drugs that will help Were control their cycles. Then he meets Dr. Rodney McKay, a brilliant but irascible biochemist with reasons of his own for spearheading the university's Were research and John suddenly finds himself struggling with more than just his attraction to McKay.


SGA McShep AU with WERES. I AM A FAN. ALSO, JOHN AS A WERECOUGAR IS HILARIOUS IN A NONSENSICAL WAY. I CAN TOTALLY SEE HIM HITTING ON YOUNG!MCKAY WITH HIS SUPERIOR SEXUAL PROWESS AND DISTINGUISHED GRAY HAIR. BUT THIS IS ANOTHER STORY.

ONE DAY I WILL REC A STORY WITHOUT CAPSLOCK, BUT THEN AGAIN, WHATS A STORY IF IT'S NOT CAPSLOCK WORTHY?