[ It's been a month, and honestly Dean's not sure how he should feel about the fact that he's starting to expect all the bullshit that comes with being here. After the carnage of October, November's been just as hard, but not in the same way.
Hell, hanging out in a fleshy sinkhole has probably been the least emotionally taxing thing he's done all month, and that had been a pukeshow from start to finish.
Hanging out on the back porch of his new, not falling apart house over in Clarke Acres, the Fluid lights up mid-gulp of his beer, drawing his eyes from a blurry beer bottle to somewhere level with his wrist. Beer sloshes back into the bottle as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, and for a second he's squinting at the message.
Yeah, he knows about weird cosmic shit. ]
you could say it's in the job description. you're gonna have to be more specific though. weird comes in a lot of different flavors. you ok?
EDDIE D: D: D:
Hell, hanging out in a fleshy sinkhole has probably been the least emotionally taxing thing he's done all month, and that had been a pukeshow from start to finish.
Hanging out on the back porch of his new, not falling apart house over in Clarke Acres, the Fluid lights up mid-gulp of his beer, drawing his eyes from a blurry beer bottle to somewhere level with his wrist. Beer sloshes back into the bottle as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, and for a second he's squinting at the message.
Yeah, he knows about weird cosmic shit. ]
you could say it's in the job description. you're gonna have to be more specific though. weird comes in a lot of different flavors. you ok?