( he understands why the hunt went nowhere, why the vampires wanted to take over. and yeah, maybe there's something itching under his skin. it's not the kill he wants. he's not like that, anymore. but the hunt. the help. and he misses his good boy, miracle. he misses a lot. he misses jack.
it's late at night, alone with his thoughts, when he remembers he's good and dead.
car is knocked out next to him. there is a firmly made pillow wall and a whole lot of restlessness about that he can't touch. he feels pretty neutered here.
it's late when he rolls over and pulls his phone out. what was that one chick's name? )
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Date: 2025-08-28 06:04 pm (UTC)it's late at night, alone with his thoughts, when he remembers he's good and dead.
car is knocked out next to him. there is a firmly made pillow wall and a whole lot of restlessness about that he can't touch. he feels pretty neutered here.
it's late when he rolls over and pulls his phone out. what was that one chick's name? )
Hey, Jason, you asleep?