Today is a day that was irritating, and the worst kind of irritating, because it was my own fault. I'm edging towards one of those "I suck as a person and oh god why do people even like me" moods, so I'm going to spam you all with McAvoy's face. With bonus Anne-Marie.
Maybe I'll just write mindless fluff or something (hah, when do I write anything other than that?), though with my present state of mind it would be like, Charles adopting ten hedgehogs named Martin Freeman. Well, not that, but you know. Something.