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16 June 2005 07:58![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thewolfinsideJason sits, curled up, in the chair in his room. Although it's Gabriel he's watching sleep, Wanda is the one on his mind. She's there, physically, but it seems like the girl he loves is gone. He doesn't know if she'll ever come back, or if she's gone for good. He should feel guilty for using Gabriel to make him forget, but he was just glad to be able to feel something.
He can hear Nathaniel moving around in the bathroom, knows he can smell the blood, but doesn't care. Doesn't care that this has to be hurting his friend, who is already in enough pain.
He fingers one of the deeper scratches on his chest, wincing at the pain, liking it.
In some way though, he feels numb, wonders when his life got this fucked up again, and why he can't seem to care.
He can hear Nathaniel moving around in the bathroom, knows he can smell the blood, but doesn't care. Doesn't care that this has to be hurting his friend, who is already in enough pain.
He fingers one of the deeper scratches on his chest, wincing at the pain, liking it.
In some way though, he feels numb, wonders when his life got this fucked up again, and why he can't seem to care.
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Date: 17 Jun 2005 02:06 (UTC)Slipping his shirt back on, he leans down over Jason, pressing a kiss to his mouth.
"I'd hang around for another go but sooner or later Nathaniel's going to bust in here and demand my hea..."
Hearing the knock on the door he can't help but laugh.
"I think I may be too late."
Watching as Jason opens the door, seeing the girl on the other side.
"Yeah, that's my cue. Later, pup."
Slipping out past the girl, whistling as he disappeared down the hall.