headmt | PC: BEAU

[anyway he eventually stops runnin because, tired. Poking his head from around a corner.]

But really, please do stop trying to hit me, I'm not sure I can die twice in one day. Let's not test it.

Edited 2021-02-06 07:18 (UTC)

[hey beau where are you at because molly is on a beau seeking mission

bitch lets GO]

Get up! Get up get up. I've got something for you. Or, I'm willing to share something with you. So basically the same thing. Get up!

[I'm assuming this takes place after mini-investigations, maybe because everyone ripsnorted out of the Planetarium at mach fuck because of how freaky it was in there, but--]

I knew it was a bad sign.

[So whatever Avatar has led Molly here is just getting instantly abandoned because as soon as Molly sees the - fucking jail cell? He's bolting towards it, ending up on his goddamn knees again. There's still blood on his face and dripping down to his chest, because he doesn't give a shit, he's just--]

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Beau, I'm so fucking sorry--

[ayo

well if beau eventually wakes back up again from her impromptu nap she'll find herself in a room, alone probably for a while. molly isn't back until late, having to do the rounds and make sure all the other maladjusted lesbians he's somehow collected are tucked in for the night

dumped onto a bed and covered with a familiar coat and - a weirdly familiar soft stripy friend, curled up next to her on a pillow somewhere. There's a glass of water on the bedside table, along with ... looks at notes. A playstation vita. The first volume of the Sailor Moon manga, pages a little ruffled from things pressed between them. A written recipe for something called Agony of the Osseum Serum with an instruction in the middle that says if he asks you to read this for him, don't do it. A gold watch. A bottle of tequila, still sealed.

Leaning against the wall is ... half of a golf club?]

Edited 2021-04-04 03:36 (UTC)

W0 - FRIDAY

W0 - MONDAY

W0 - FRIDAY

W0 - GAY BABY JAIL