So, it's like...late, and I'm pleasantly buzzed --vodka and pineapple juice, man what can I say? It's a weakness.

I wrote this while listening to 'snuff' by slipknot on repeat for HOURS. I swear that song is like. Erik/Charles everything for me. Despite that, this fic isn't really...what I set out to write? Or something.

Title from the song 'snuff' by slipknot.

Honestly, I don't even know what this fic is okay? The fact remains that I actually sat down to write on the fics I owe people, and then wrote this instead.

I HAVE NO IDEA ABOUT THIS. BUT I THOUGHT I SHOULD POST IT ANYWAY. It's probably bad. I'm sorry.

( Don't hide from me, Charles. )