…I wonder what it’s like for people who don’t read Dalton.
Just…having never fallen down the rabbit hole.
Never hating Logan.
Never dropping straight into the Windsor madness and thinking “…What!?”
Never wanting to try Kurt’s cookies.
Never wanting to be best friends with the Tweedles.
Never wanting to live in Windsor or Hanover or Stuart.
Never relating to any of the characters.
Never falling in love alongside Reed, or Kurt, or the others.
Never longing for someone alongside Julian, or Logan, or on a rare case, even Adam.
Never growing to admire and idolize Dwight and his strength.
Never sure on whether you want to semi-pity Adam or slap him on the back with the blunt end of a fire ax.
Never diving into the shipping wars.
Never finding their Ship.
Never knowing the real significance of Nerf Guns, Coffee, Hedgehogs, Rooftops and Sunglasses.
Never falling in love with Julian, his courage and everything he is.
Never knowing what it really means to be Alice.
…..I really don’t want to be a fanfiction snob, but am I totally evil in saying I feel bad for those people?