somepartsbroken: (☆ - I'd rather be alone)
Dorian Carver ([personal profile] somepartsbroken) wrote in [community profile] nonotagain 2023-06-09 03:02 pm (UTC)

Run!

Thinking of roaches tended to make them appear. Did she expect anything less?

Dorian was making his way back from OHM, the long unneeded sunglasses now tucked into his t-shirt, a jean jacket on despite it not being cold. He heard the scrape against the concrete, and curiosity would always get the worst of him.

Peering around the alleyway, the moon caught his eyes first. Not quite what one would expect, but a pretty nice moon. Oh shit, there was a demon there. "Well, fuck." The two words fell from his mouth without his mind registering it. Yet, he didn't move to help.

If he learned anything from worlds of friendship with people like Devi D, Zoey, and Helena. His place was to stand there until someone yelled for help. And yet. "There's a two by four near the dumpster!" He called out, quietly watching to see if she wanted help or cursed him out. The world may never know.

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