fire & gold

*Poser* · 10-22-2016, 12:18 PM

Lately he's been bad at coming out in the daytime. It's hurt him too much, he guesses. Right. The whole 'moving on and doing something with your life' had gone on hold, at least lowkey. Everything was on hold. Everything would be put on hold until he could function like a real man. Fuck being a real man. He was crumbling on the inside, sustaining himself on recreational drugs, and trying to be himself through it all. Things were hard.

What he realized, though, was that who he used to be still existed. There was still a part of him that wanted to help people, wanted to fix people. He'd been doing an okay job of it to boot. Even if it was emotional support... Poser had done okay. Taking the weight of everyone else's bullshit on his shoulders made him feel better instead of worse. It made him feel strong. Feel alive, maybe? It was hard to feel alive when you had the sleep schedule of a vampire, but at least he was trying. Poser was always trying. Or not trying. One of the two at least.

And he edges closer to the swallet ring, he's realizing that he's never seen anything like it. A warm day for autumn, going into the sea wouldn't be a bad choice today. Curiously, Poser makes his way toward the ring. Today would be okay.
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