Stop. Drabble time.

[silerswench]

Title: Jack Daniels and Coke.
Fandom: SG1
Summary: She's tired of waking up with the weight of the world on her shoulders. But then, that's her job.

Comments

[draco_somnians]

Oh I like this!

[silerswench]

Thank you :)

[pamspam]

Because they ARE real...and this is what she may feel!

Missed you.

:)

[silerswench]

Missed you too :D (finally getting 'round to replying, lol)

So glad that you liked this one. It's been a WIP for months and months, odd considering it's so short!!

[lilferret]

I love you Charlie, you perfect bundle of Sam/Jack squee and angst in such a compact, tiny little frame.

*grins lopsidedly*

[silerswench]

*beams*

Thank you :D

[bekki_beekeeper]

You know, you have some lovely turns of phrase in your writing. Like 'dust that speaks of her absence' - very nice. I love the final sentence, too, that dismissive conclusion which fits so well.

Also, loving how the S/J reference is so organic. It's so part of Sam's character here that it only needs the slightest mention to remind us of it. Well done!

[silerswench]

Also, loving how the S/J reference is so organic. It's so part of Sam's character here that it only needs the slightest mention to remind us of it.

Thank you, I'm so glad you liked that :) I think of it as something she might not even be conscious of thinking, it's just something intrinsic and inate to both her work and life.