Romance in the Time of Covid
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bleedingangel84Title: Romance in the Time of Covid
Author:bleedingangel84
Beta: None
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Word Count: 112
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. Rights belong to the respective creators.
Notes: Written for: JMDC 179. This is the kind of fic I write when I’m frustrated by online grocery shopping.
Summary: Harry is frustrated, and Draco proposes a cure, but Harry has other ideas.
“Urgh! They won’t deliver to my address. “
“What?”
“I want some food, and they won’t deliver to my address.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. If I’m willing to pay, they should be willing to deliver, damn it!”
“You’re hangry, love. Want a piece of chocolate?”
“I suppose chocolate is better than nothing.”
“Chocolate is the best pick-me-up there is. Trust me.”
“I can think of something else that would lift my spirits more.”
“What?”
“Change the loo roll the next time you use the toilet, would you?”
“I suppose romance truly is dead.”
“Changing the loo roll is what passes for romance when you can’t leave the house.”
“You have no imagination.”
Author:
bleedingangel84 Beta: None
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Word Count: 112
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. Rights belong to the respective creators.
Notes: Written for: JMDC 179. This is the kind of fic I write when I’m frustrated by online grocery shopping.
Summary: Harry is frustrated, and Draco proposes a cure, but Harry has other ideas.
“Urgh! They won’t deliver to my address. “
“What?”
“I want some food, and they won’t deliver to my address.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. If I’m willing to pay, they should be willing to deliver, damn it!”
“You’re hangry, love. Want a piece of chocolate?”
“I suppose chocolate is better than nothing.”
“Chocolate is the best pick-me-up there is. Trust me.”
“I can think of something else that would lift my spirits more.”
“What?”
“Change the loo roll the next time you use the toilet, would you?”
“I suppose romance truly is dead.”
“Changing the loo roll is what passes for romance when you can’t leave the house.”
“You have no imagination.”