Ethan

ain't no rest for the wicked

[wickedethan]

@liamstyler

Ethan keeps steady breaths as he tries to wash away his pain. Lately the thoughts of being a murderer were much more… blatant than usual. He can’t focus. He hasn’t eaten. His eyes glances forward and he sighs, “guess I should try and eat something.” He wanders into the diner and stands at the front. “Nah screw this.” He prepares to turn around when a familiar touch is on his shoulder.

[liamstyler]

Liam grinned as he pulled the young man into an embrace. “I’m…” How was he? Lost. Not good. “Alive.” He pulled away, eyeing the boy. “I have a plsce with my sister. Do you want to come by man? We can talk? Have a drink?”

[wickedethan]

"Alive..." Damn was it true and so good to see. "I agree, it has been too long, lead the way."

[wickedethan]

@liamstyler

Ethan keeps steady breaths as he tries to wash away his pain. Lately the thoughts of being a murderer were much more… blatant than usual. He can’t focus. He hasn’t eaten. His eyes glances forward and he sighs, “guess I should try and eat something.” He wanders into the diner and stands at the front. “Nah screw this.” He prepares to turn around when a familiar touch is on his shoulder.

[liamstyler]

Liam feels an actual smile pull at his lips once he sees the familiar figure. He makes his way to the younger man, reaching out t touch his shoulder. “hey there stranger,” he says. “Come on, let me buy you some lunch. it’s been a while, wouldn’t you say?”

[wickedethan]

Ethan's jaw drops to the floor and he dashes for a full embrace. "Oh my god dude, you're alive!" He is overjoyed to see Liam, one less death of his conscience. "How the hell have you been? How are you? How did you?"

[wickedethan]

@liamstyler

Ethan keeps steady breaths as he tries to wash away his pain. Lately the thoughts of being a murderer were much more... blatant than usual. He can't focus. He hasn't eaten. His eyes glances forward and he sighs, "guess I should try and eat something." He wanders into the diner and stands at the front. "Nah screw this." He prepares to turn around when a familiar touch is on his shoulder.