Yet Another West Wing Drabble for tww100
Oct. 1st, 2006 11:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
quaggyI just can't seem to stop writing drabbles! Blame tww100!
tww100!Title: Oral Fixation
Author: Quaggy
Challenge # 163: Candy
Word Count: 100
You categorically refused all drugs.
Standing with your back to the wall didn’t work. Even after Donna stopped slamming you with the door.
Yoga didn’t work, either. You keep up with it, even though you live in fear that Toby will someday find out, because your doctor likes what it does for your blood pressure.
But somehow popping a hard candy into your mouth sooths your nerves and draws you back from the edge before you can hear the National Symphony Orchestra start to warm up.
Stanley clearly knows his Freud. You just don’t know what that says about you.
Author: Quaggy
Challenge # 163: Candy
Word Count: 100
You categorically refused all drugs.
Standing with your back to the wall didn’t work. Even after Donna stopped slamming you with the door.
Yoga didn’t work, either. You keep up with it, even though you live in fear that Toby will someday find out, because your doctor likes what it does for your blood pressure.
But somehow popping a hard candy into your mouth sooths your nerves and draws you back from the edge before you can hear the National Symphony Orchestra start to warm up.
Stanley clearly knows his Freud. You just don’t know what that says about you.
