baby, it's cold outside.
Description
— or the “there’s a dreadful blizzard outside, we’re stuck inside this ty excuse of a shelter, and there's only one bed” trope i’m a complete er for.
Foreword
hello~
started playing around with bickering spartace and i kind of love it??? LMAO. they're so cute inside my funny little brain, i love it.
anywho, i'm nowhere near done with the final chapter of sunday night so let's just keep ourselves happy with this trope-filled fluff fic!! this kind of reflects some of my existential crisis thoughts about working in STEM lmfao, but i love thinking about researchers!spartace because i think scientists are cool and y.
please do enjoy whatever this was that i wrote in an hour and a half. ignore the grammatical errors, i do not have a beta reader so there's bound to be a ton of errors.
as always, do not hesitate to let me know what you think down in the comments hehe. or yell at me on twitter @spartacers, i love reading y'alls thoughts and comments!!!!
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