Apr 10, 2017
@bcbadcck
"Perhaps some sunlight will do good for you,” Sam sighs, retrieving the empty bowl from the floor. “It smells like mold in here.”
seen from China
seen from Malaysia
seen from France
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from France
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from Malaysia
seen from China
seen from China
seen from United States
@bcbadcck
"Perhaps some sunlight will do good for you,” Sam sighs, retrieving the empty bowl from the floor. “It smells like mold in here.”
"If you're really a clever one, and know what it is to see, then you can make friends with a special one - a friend to you and me!" -bcbadcck
ask me. — @bcbadcck
That’s gotta be his eyes playing a cruel trick on him, right? The stress of the upcoming workload must just be getting to Michael, and he’s imagining the thing—a thing that is most definitely not a friend—standing in his room as he squints into the darkness, sweat forming on his hot forehead and draining down the back of his neck. Yeah, stress. That’s the only explanation for the vaguely man-shaped shadow putting his blood on ice. His anxious mind had made him see things in the dark before, though never THIS.
As for its talking, well, that’s harder to blame on his tired, weak eyes. Maybe he’s finally lost his last marble, or drowned too many brain-cells in Geoff’s whiskey cabinet. Michael turns over in bed and scrunches his eyes closed, throwing the shadow figure a middle finger.
“ WHATEVER — fuck off. ”
"This is what I wear on top. I'm funny, don't you think?" Long fingers motion to a black top hat -bcbadcck
Geoff was definitely thrown off a bit by this...man? Who knows! He doesn't. "I...think so? A little...creepy..." Not his style in the least. He could admire the way that the creature dressed though. Quite dapper.