me six weeks ago: I AM SO HYPE FOR THE BIG BANG I'M GONNA WRITE TEX AND YORK BUDDY FIC

I recall!

me now: i hate tex. i hate york. i hate tex and york's bromance. delta is a spoiled brat and i hate him. i would almost feel sorry for omega but grif exists

and is adorable and gentle and helpful so omega has NO EXCUSE

i have two thousand words left

my pacing is shot to shit but oh well. call me luna and kiss my ass.

TEX TRUSTS YORK MORE THAN ANYONE ALIVE

she is just. so bad at communicating. and picking up on cues.

My darlings

eighty percent of this fic's plot would be solved by omega hitting her upside the head with a clue-by-four

but omega won't. because he's a self-centered jackass who assumes tex can read his mind.

AND HE DRESSES IN SOUTH'S ARMOR BECAUSE HE IS THE LEAST-FAVORITE SIBLING

I play Tex as being unable to tell a story. Like, she only hits the high points and leaves out so many details, she just confuses people

also she is allergic to talking about feelings. why can't everyone else box them up like she does???

lmao