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Inspired by the infamous "Alone on the Water" fic.
Moran-centric. Jim is diagnosed with terminal brain cancer.
Why’d he have to go and get cancer? Jim never plans for anything that he can’t control. Part of me wishes this is another in his endless stream of crank jokes. That he’ll pop up from the sofa, take me by the collar, and flash me one of those mad smiles. “I got you again, Moran,” he’d say.
I’d kill him myself if he did that.