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“Bitch I am the monster to end all monsters.”
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Send a ✗ and my muse will react to being called a monster. @subcutanexus
“Bitch I am the monster to end all monsters.”
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❝Shrink wrap.❞ The word is mimicked but nothing actually clicks. There is nothing in his mind that connects the words to anything. Not an image, not an experience. Nothing. Denver continues to tower next to Tom – a new habit formed. Denver usually just follows him around. Everything is new and upside-down. Sleeping for so long has kept a foggy haze over most of his thoughts, has slowed him down and he knows it somehow. ❝It looks like y’r upset without any provocation. ❞
Teaching him the ways of the new world was fun when it started out. Still is, most times. Mainly because Tom can teach Denver all kinds of wrong and he’ll just go with it, sometimes. Then there are times like these, when tom is neck deep in the same cold shoulder he’ll give to either brother, and — for once — he’s called out on it. Not that he’s wrong or anything. Hit that nail straight on the head so that Tom can’t figure out what the hell to come back with. Or if he should gratify that with an answer at all. ❝ Ah’s made dis way. Same as yer a goddamn tree. ❞
"C'mon I didn't let ya live for nothin', go check the traps."