2k words into a conrad and the fix fic. they are such foils for each other. the fix is soaked in blood, he's the scary story kids are told at night, and he's good at what he does. but boy does he want to be a gentle hand that helps others. conrad is cloaked in fear, he runs through alleys and tries to be quiet, he is hidden by shadows of his own making. but so desperately he wants to be heard and mean something. the terror and the timid.
















