Well, disaster it strikes on a daily basis. I’m looking for wisdom in all the wrong places.

Aug 09, 2008 18:11

Des has finally decided to actually come into the house after spending about an hour on the stoop with April. For a brief moment, he really did think about responding to their comments on his journal with a brief note that he was going to just... Go be alone for awhile, but then he realized that they'd come after him and if he runs off and gets people hurt, then he'll just feel worse.

Sometimes he exhibits a great deal of common sense. It's rare, but it happens.

So he's standing in the front room, leaning against the door and willing himself to walk the rest of the way in. He'll do it too when his knees stop trying to give out on him.

martha jones, desmond descant

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