Guys, shit is fucked up in the world right now, so I wrote some X-files fan fiction.
I hope you enjoy it.
As I’ve shared before, I spent a lot of my teenage years dreaming about the lives of Fox Mulder and Dana Scully (mostly about them getting it on.)
Even now, when I have trouble sleeping, my imagination picks up where the show and second movie left off.
I think about this shit a lot, so I thought I’d write it down.
So, if you’re a weirdo like me, I hope you enjoy.
And please don’t judge my writing; it’s fan fiction.
(P.S. Writing about sexy times is hard for me, so it might take a couple of bottles of wine before I write sexy-fun-time-stuff.)