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“ hey, i know you. library guy. ” or rather, the guy he’d accidentally wheelie’d into at the library — getting them both kicked out. “ new face, same dude. or like, technically this is my old face … IT’S COMPLICATED. ” explaining the whole body snatching thing to strangers might be something he’s gotten good at but now that he has his body back ? he’s happy leaving all that ugliness in the past where it belongs. “ i still feel pretty bad about that whole thing. here, have some girl scout cookies. ” he shoves a box into will’s chest. “ they’re the thin mints too, dude. the good shit. trust me, you pop one into your mouth and suddenly you’re ordering three crates and paying for them with money you found in your couch cushions. it’s a slippery slope. ” @ofindcmitability
" hey, i know you. library guy. ” or rather, the guy he’d accidentally wheelie’d into at the library — getting them both kicked out. “ new face, same dude. or like, technically this is my old face ... IT’S COMPLICATED. ” explaining the whole body snatching thing to strangers might be something he’s gotten good at but now that he has his body back ? he’s happy leaving all that ugliness in the past where it belongs. “ i still feel pretty bad about that whole thing. here, have some girl scout cookies. ” he shoves a box into will’s chest. “ they’re the thin mints too, dude. the good shit. trust me, you pop one into your mouth and suddenly you’re ordering three crates and paying for them with money you found in your couch cushions. it’s a slippery slope. ” @ofindcmitability
Landwill
send me a ship and i’ll tell you
ft. @ofindcmitability
he can’t remember when he saved lizzie’s number in his phone. maybe it was a day where will’s phone had died and he borrowed it to text him, or some group project they were partnered together for in class. whatever the reason, he’d forgotten until her name lights up his screen. he slides his thumb to read the incoming text, confused by the message he’s reading; if this goes wrong, i need you to check on will. if you don’t hear from him, find him. please. this, as could be expected, sets alarm bells off in his head. it doesn’t take a genius to figure out that they’re doing something stupid — if they weren’t, he likes to think they wouldn’t need a HAIL MARY text.
it takes him longer than he’d like to admit to crack her ‘ find my phone ’ app, the address programmed ( once he finally gets it ) into his GPS as he jumps in his car. ( it could be said that he’s equally stupid, running into the unknown with no back-up, but he’s past thinking logically. ) he parks illegally in front of what looks like an abandoned warehouse, feet moving as quickly as they’ll carry him as he tears into the building. he uses his shoulder to bust open the door, stumbling inside as he tries to adjust to the change in lighting. he sees a figure on the floor and feels his heart jump into his throat. ( he’s never BELIEVED in anything but he’d pray to whatever gods might be out there that it’s not too late. that he’s not too late. )
as he approaches, he sees will from behind. he’s on his knees, bent over something on the ground. he’s relieved at first, glad to see that he’s okay, until he approaches and sees the prone figure in his arms. ( not something. someone. ) he freezes, eyes widening from the shock. he tries to swallow hard but can’t — instead he’s like a fish out of water, hand pressing against his sternum with force so he won’t freak out. if this is — if this is what he thinks it is, if she’s ... he knows will needs him. he needs to keep it together, needs to shove down whatever horror he’s feeling and worry about it later. ( he knows if this was hope, if it was him holding her, he’d need a life preserver to keep him from drowning. even then, it might not be enough. ) he sinks to his knees beside him, looks anywhere but at lizzie as his lower lip trembles. he doesn’t know what happened but he knows it wasn’t FAIR. she didn’t deserve this. after a beat he forces himself to look, lets the truth sink in, before turning to rest a hand tentatively on will’s shoulder. he doesn’t know what to say, doesn’t know what to do, but he has to do SOMETHING. ( he OWES it to her. he knows what asking must have cost. ) “ will. ” then, again; incase he didn’t hear him. couldn’t hear him. “ will. what happened ? ” @ofindcmitability
it’s not stalking, exactly. yes, alaric doesn’t know he’s dropping by unannounced — and yes, he probably does owe him some kind of apology for dropping off the face of the planet for a few weeks — but he’s not UNWELCOME. so when he spots a suspicious set of eyes settling on him, he simply raises his eyebrows; a silent challenge. he thinks he recognizes him, though he can’t be sure. ( his memories of the last few months, admittedly, are swiss cheese; holes everywhere. ) “ you’re staring, chuck e. cheese. ” his lips quirk, amused. “ — if this is one of those ‘ i killed your mother and you’re here to enact your revenge ’ type scenarios ... i’ll save you the trouble. i probably don’t remember, and i definitely don’t care. ” when his therapist said he should start SPEAKING HIS TRUTH, this probably isn’t what they had in mind. “ i’ll add you to the list of condolences cards. ” HE WON’T, but it’s a nice thought. ( he’s trying to be the better man but he’s no miracle worker. ) @ofindcmitability