Oooo look! It got tidied.
*hugs fic close*

I love this so much! My heart aches for Gerard and his life apathy. The care that he takes with his supplies and private art is such a strong contrast, you can *feel* the solace and longing in the words.

I still clap gleefullly at the end. :D

Lovely fic, Terri. Thank you.
*lifts coffee mug in salute*