In which Robert is a whirlwind and Jude has probably lost his mind and Susan is awesome. I have no explanation for this fic, like, it was really lovely prose, but Robert's voice here was pure insanity and while it was compelling insanity, I was lost a lot, and not in a denial kind of way like Jude, more like a "seriously, you aren't telling OR showing, give me something to work with here" kind of way. I liked it, it was scorchingly hot, but I'm not entirely sure if I loved it.

In which they play a kind of variant on gay chicken, and RDJ gets the last laugh.

In which they are drunk and thus incoherent and handsy. Aww, Jude having a crush and just being overwhelmed by RDJ might have been sort of awkward and cliche, but here it was just irresistible. As usual, paperclipbitch hits these things out of the park.

In which Robert calls out the wrong name. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. The end is possibly the best part.

In which Jude and Robert utterly fail at delivering a take with any semblance of heterosexuality.