New headcanon - Annie writes fan fiction. Awful purple prose and torrid affairs between her favorite characters and huge, epic, meticulously described action sequences. She doesn’t tell anybody, and she doesn’t really think she’s any good (well, maybe a little, she did get a few nice reviews, and she’s pretty proud of that one sex scene) but sometimes when it’s late at night and she’s done dotting the i’s on her homework she’ll open up her laptop and just write for hours, until she’s far away from the gunshots outside and the periodic announcements about dildos and that faucet that won’t stop dripping no matter how many times she gets Troy to come over.
(And if she sometimes imagines the names are different - if sometimes she’s the one being pushed up against a wall, that Jeff or maybe Abed is the one whispering in her ear, well, she’ll never tell.)
(Source: britta-saurus, via communitythings)
