throughbamboo | [ limelight ] broverflow

. . . that might be the only part I don't hate. Carin' about an' trustin' em.

But is it me? Or somethin' they put in me? Fuck if I know.

Bit of both, prob'ly.

'least I know what whatever happened on the ship's real as fuck.

Y'think what we were doin' right before we got on might not be real?

I don't trust any of that shit. The boat though, that feels tangible an' real.

[he makes a noise of agreement, then sighs heavily]

The more we get into it, the more fucked up this shit is.

Right? Stress ain't endin' any time soon.

S'just gonna get worse, honestly.

But that's why ya gotta get used to this. [nods at him and all his wolfness]

Fuckin' hate it.

I know ya do, bro.

Let's give the boat shit a break so ya don't get any more of this, eh?

Fuckin'— fine.

Unless ya wanna find out how far it goes.

Fuck off.

Nope.

[gives his hand a squeeze before letting go]

I'll let ya shove yer face into my chest, so get comfy.

[ ugh.

just moves to lean in and immediately do that. yes right where they are sitting. ]

[oh, well that's fine too.

Reaches up to put his arms around him, hugging him close]

[ gonna just

close his eye. and try to calm the fuck down now. ]