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nbc hannibal where everything is the same but everyone is wearing themed thigh-high socks
hipster au has consumed us the wes belongs to nonbinarywes the wigfrid shirt was chosen by iwillseeyouallinvalhalla
WAIT I REMEMBER WHY THEY HAD TO GO LIVE WITH LORANNE IT WAS BECAUSE BUSTER GOT THE DEED TO WALTER MANNOR LIKE LIL GIDION IN THR SEASON 1 FINALE OF GRAVITY FALLS
SOMEONE GIVE ME A BONNIE&CLYDE AU PLS
Theo smiles at the cup as if were a small child or a fond memory.
“Why not though?” I ask.
He looks up for a moment before taking a sip of the coffee with a shrug. “I don’t really like how it tastes.”
“Then why is it the most important?” You want to understand. You really do, but it’s just strange. You’ve researched it, for his sake, but there’s nothing you can really do.
He looks at the coffee again. “I dunno, Nick.” He looks vulnerable, afraid. I hate it when he does that. It makes me feel like it’s my fault, like I was the one who kicked him out, like I was the one who made him this way, like I was the one that made people think he was ‘weird’.
I try to move the topic, for his sake. “That movie you were talking about. When’s it in theaters?”
Theo smiles again. “It aired a few years ago, apparently. 1985. The place by the diner is showing it in May though, not too long to wait. And there’s…”
He’s trailed off again. He does that, gets distracted by things that are ‘important’. I look up as three people enter the coffee stop. The hat, I decide, is what he’s looking at. It looks old and doesn’t really fit with anything else the blond guy that’s wearing it has on.
“He’s really important,” Theo mutters. I turn back and realize he’s grinning.
“He?” It had never been a person. People weren’t important to Theo, things were. “Which one?”
“The one in front.”
There’s one walking in front of the other two, as if he were close to the end of some long and tiring quest. He looks a bit too happy to just be getting coffee. His friends, the blond one with the hat and a girl, trail behind him, chatting as if it were normal behavior.
“Alright. Why not talk to him? Find out why he’s important. Can’t really recommend taking him home though, that’s a bit illegal.” You hate acting as his psychiatrist, but Theo doesn’t trust professionals, and you’re the closest thing he’s got.
Theo stares at me for a moment. After he’s waited long enough that I feel like something’s wrong, he nods. “Yeah. That would probably be a good idea.”
He gets up without saying anything else, and begins striding across the room. The other guy, apparently had the same idea. They meet in the middle of the building, and begin talking.
After a moment, Theo turns and starts practically running back to the table. He’s still grinning, so I can tell it didn’t go badly. He grabs for his bag immediately, and that’s when I figure out what he’s doing. He’s running again, to the other side of the room, before I even have a chance to ask him anything. I grab my things, and his coffee, and follow after him.
When I finally manage to sit down, I go back into analysis mode. The girl is laughing at something, maybe I joke I’d missed, but she’s looking at Theo. It doesn’t seem as if she were making fun of him, so I ignore it. The blond guy had taken off his baseball cap, and hadn’t bothered trying to fix up his hair after.The “important” one seems flustered, his hands are tapping on the table and he’s already halfway through the coffee before anyone’s even begun talking.
“Alright,” the girl begins, “I need names. Alec doesn’t usually make friends that quickly. I’m Janie, this is Chris,” she motions to the blond, “and he’s Alec.”
Theo’s still grinning. “You’re all important, Alec’s really important, but all three of you are too.”
I bite my lip, the last twenty people who’d heard Theo’s ‘important’ speeches had thought he was crazy. “Sorry, he’s a bit… strange. I’m Nick, he’s Theo.”
There’s chatting, Janie seems to be embarrassing Alec, I drift off a little. Theo hasn’t really let Alec escape his gaze since he’d walked into the building. His coffee’s gone cold, since he’s been ignoring it. Chris and Janie’s coffee’s are high on Theo’s importance levels, but that’s pretty normal for any coffee. The thing I find strange is Alec’s choice. The ‘most important’ coffee.
Normally, it wouldn’t be such a big deal. It would just be coffee. But Alec’s ‘really important’, and it’s just too much at once.
Alec picks up an M&M cookie from the assortment of snacks on the table. “The blue ones are really important,” Theo mentions.
I freeze for a moment, waiting for the inevitable. It doesn’t happen.
“Agreed,” Alec mutters, pulling them out of the cookie to set aside.
For a moment, you catch the eye of Janie. She seems as confused as you are, and for a moment you wonder if the situations are parallel.
“Well I’m more important than blue M&Ms,” Chris interrupts, jokingly, “Can we stop focusing on Alec’s obsession oooooor….”
Theo laughs for a moment, and finally looks away from Alec. “No, don’t worry, you’re really important too. Not as much as Alec, but still really important.” Chris laughs.
I feel guilty. Like Theo’s gone off the deep end, and I can’t get him back. It feels like he’s drowning and I can’t save him. I can hear screaming, water splashing, and I can almost feel myself reaching for him.
Then I think about it for a moment. And I don’t remember Theo calling me important, and I realize I might be jealous.
And I realize, that it might be me.
I’m the one drowning.