My face looked something like this when I typed the last line (Which I've known exactly what I wanted it to say from the beginning, and that's crazy weird for me.):

Then it morphed into something like this:
The WIP still needs loads of work, obviously. The first draft came in quite slim on the word count, but mine always do. I'm not worried. Quite the opposite, I'm crazy excited.
Guys! I get to revise now!!
Happy Dance!! |
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