I'm fairly sure this qualifies as an "evil plot twist", but fuck it, I do what I want, man.
Also I am having trouble persuading myself that when sitting in front of a window, no matter how dark it is, and no matter that I am in the privacy of my own home, shirts are still mandatory. Goddammit.
It's not really so much evil as somewhat logical. Mostly for the angst, admittedly. And certainly not 'cause I realized I had a wildly OOC character and needed to cover my ass somehow.
Nah, probably not. It's shaping up fairly decent. If I can scrape together the time I may be able to get it finished/online in a few days. In the draft of the chapter I've been working on, one character seemed to be acting unusually. Until I figured out a reason that would make sense. Oh, that'll be delicious to write.