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jusmine984

A/N: So, Los Angeles is on fire again. And I live pretty much in the center of it, or at least near the middle (I don’t think there is a center), and the moon is turning weird colors as the density of ash in the air gets thicker and thicker. There are fire alerts, ridiculously high temperatures as the ash makes green house gasses look like the fucking ice age, and we are among the people packing emergency bags in case evacuation waves go through our area again.

This happens pretty much every year, though normally later, which means this entire thing will likely happen again, but worse, in October, when the Santa Ana winds come in. :-| As you can see, I’m very panicked and scared shitless and whatever the hell else it is I’m supposed to feel about these fires but can never muster up the emotions and fear for, and so I’ve decided to write fic about it…

…like I do every year.

Bon appétit!