Jul 20, 2024
( @stparadoxical )
By now, Oz truly wonders why Sasha sticks around. He's glad, of course- but after the now-witch has abandoned everything they stood for, has left the Brotherhood... they've lost so many friends. Their boyfriend. And yet... here he is. At Oz's apartment for dinner.
So the witch pushes his wheelchair along, nods curtly at the bottle of wine set on the countertop. "That's for us, if you want to get trashed." He looks over his shoulder at his friend with a clearing of his throat. "You doing okay? Things good?" Small talk is never Oz's strong suit. Conversation always veers towards too-serious for him. Maybe it's the conditioning of his family, the life he's led until now.