There are two kinds of fic writers:
1. Fuck it, it’s fiction
2. Let me look up real estate listings, so I can plot out subway routes and schedules and see if this walk really is long enough for them to have this conversation.
Guess which kind I am.
3. People who are a weird mix of the above two.
Me: you know what I don’t care if this doesn’t quite make sense no one cares they will love it and this won’t be analysed it’s fanfic
Also me: I SWEAR if I can’t find a TREE with this EXACT type of bark that I’m imagining I WILL DIE