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til_it_aint) wrote2010-06-19 10:42 pm
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in-bar OOM
It's been. Well, it's been a weird few weeks, far as Ben's concerned. Shit happenin' down in th'bar that had him up in his room for a good few days, waitin' for all th'weird to go away, and he's been feelin' - well. Ain't right, exactly. Like he ain't quite comfortable in his own skin, like growin' up again. And th'dreams, yeah, they're back and that's just fuckin' pissin' him right off.
They ain't so bad, yet. Come and go, sometimes real nasty, makin' him scream, sometimes just little things when he closes his eyes. Once, twice, things outta th'corners of his eye, figures. People. Sometimes he dreams in Russian and it's like goddamn English, th'way he can understand every word.
So he's tired now, and quiet, and thinkin' 'bout...other times, out here, fightin' and healin' and realizin' shit he never did wanna know about himself. Drifts away from th'forest and when he sees th'stables his feet get a little more purposeful, like, hands in his pockets, shoulders round, smoke danglin' from his lips.
Moseyin' up real slow, kinda keepin' an eye on the horses 'cause they're big with teeth and he don't really trust 'em, lookin' 'round for th'person he thinks oughtta be here.
They ain't so bad, yet. Come and go, sometimes real nasty, makin' him scream, sometimes just little things when he closes his eyes. Once, twice, things outta th'corners of his eye, figures. People. Sometimes he dreams in Russian and it's like goddamn English, th'way he can understand every word.
So he's tired now, and quiet, and thinkin' 'bout...other times, out here, fightin' and healin' and realizin' shit he never did wanna know about himself. Drifts away from th'forest and when he sees th'stables his feet get a little more purposeful, like, hands in his pockets, shoulders round, smoke danglin' from his lips.
Moseyin' up real slow, kinda keepin' an eye on the horses 'cause they're big with teeth and he don't really trust 'em, lookin' 'round for th'person he thinks oughtta be here.