I just want to die doing what I love. Is that… weird? I rebuilt my father’s boat. { Nola 2.0. What was left of it came with him. He’s not sure why. The questions kept coming as he considered it, took some parts of it and they’re now scattered at the foot of the bed in a strange apartment he was given. His hands twitch at the thought as if he has to have something to do. Distractions.
He shifts his eye contact away, almost instantly. The usually salty air isn’t what he smells right now. Something about the lack of it settles uncomfortably at the pit of his stomach. The idle conversation is nice, despite hating small talk. It’s just another distraction.
Part of him whispers look deeper. Will represses the innate curiosity when it appears. Is it Rhodos or is Will adapting? Still not convenient. He lets out a half attempted snort. }
“Whatever-the-fuck” seems fitting. Do you actually believe you’re dead? If we are then management has some maintenance complaints on their way. { A poor joke. Wait. } Alternative universe?
i just have to say alex’s introspect would scandalize will and i’m here for it
He shifts his eye contact away, almost instantly. The usually salty air isn’t what he smells right now. Something about the lack of it settles uncomfortably at the pit of his stomach. The idle conversation is nice, despite hating small talk. It’s just another distraction.
Part of him whispers look deeper. Will represses the innate curiosity when it appears. Is it Rhodos or is Will adapting? Still not convenient. He lets out a half attempted snort. }
“Whatever-the-fuck” seems fitting. Do you actually believe you’re dead? If we are then management has some maintenance complaints on their way. { A poor joke. Wait. } Alternative universe?