closed | thatexplodingstar | "strangeness of a stranger"
starsailxr:
When he’s drunk, Jim has the weirdest fucking dreams; his latest is about being eaten by a giant pink eraser, but luckily he’s woken up by someone shouting at him before he loses his legs to its gaping fuchsia maw.
"Whaaa - Bones oh my god let a man die in peace wouldja?" He moans and tries to cover his ears, but accidentally smacks himself in the face instead. "Ow. Fuck.”
He tries to roll away from the noise but only succeeds in falling off the couch. Anniversary of his dad’s death, killer hangover, and now accidental self-inflicted bruises: today is not looking promising. From the floor, he can see a slim figure angrily brandishing something at him.
"You’re not Bones." Jim blinks and slowly the blurry figure comes into focus. "Holy shit - are you his girlfriend? That dick, he didn’t even tell me he was seeing anyone and you have a key to his place. Wow, he must be serious about you."
She didn't put down the broom, instead when he started to stir she held it tighter and she was ready to hit him with it until he rolled off the couch. That's when she put it down and looked at him in disbelief. If he was really here to hurt her, he wouldn't be so clumsy. Or maybe that was all part of his act. So she raised the broom again.
❝I don't know who Bones is and I am definitely not his girlfriend. Who are you? You're in my flat. I live here alone.❞ She was probably overreacting but she just had some random bloke waltz into her home and was sleeping on her couch. If she hadn't had to go to the hospital the night before then none of this would've happened.
❝I personally have had a long night and I just want to sleep. But knowing someone else that I don't know is in here with me makes me uncomfortable.❞
