datamodel-of-disaster:

So technically it is NOT Wednesday anymore. We’re about an hour and a half into Thursday.

STILL. I am diligent, and not going to bed until I have left you with a new Tron fic update!

Clu, whose grip on reality had already been slipping in the previous chapters, reaches a decisive breaking point. Flynn wrestles with guilt and his own inability to say the things that matter to the people in his life. Alan is shying away from certain realizations concerning his feelings for Flynn -let’s just say the man is clutching that closet door for dear life. Sam meanwhile is poking and prodding everyone else’s emotional baggage, while pointedly ignoring his own.

You probably guessed it… We are back in DENIAL.