[jill langston]
If there was one thing a boy could count on when a pair of DM's was in jeopardy, it was duct tape.
He'd first found that his left boot was beginning to split the day before, and he'd taken matters into his own hands. His Doc Martens was one of the few things he'd actually paid for himself, even if it had been with stolen money. And honestly, that old lady hadn't really needed her purse or the oversized penny purse or the two cans of cat food randomly sitting at the bottom with a coupon for denture cream. Honestly, what kind of a person carries cat food in their purse? Fucking suspicious if you asked him.
His foot was stretched and he was in the middle of a very important operation, pulling off a long strip and winding it snuggly over the toe of the boot and getting ready to bite it off when need be, when the door opened. Nothing surprising there, Luce had already been gone when he'd woken up that morning and he hadn't seen him since, but when he looked up to tell the idiot to close the door, there was a random bird standing there instead.
He stared for a moment.
"What the fuck, what're you doin'?"
He'd first found that his left boot was beginning to split the day before, and he'd taken matters into his own hands. His Doc Martens was one of the few things he'd actually paid for himself, even if it had been with stolen money. And honestly, that old lady hadn't really needed her purse or the oversized penny purse or the two cans of cat food randomly sitting at the bottom with a coupon for denture cream. Honestly, what kind of a person carries cat food in their purse? Fucking suspicious if you asked him.
His foot was stretched and he was in the middle of a very important operation, pulling off a long strip and winding it snuggly over the toe of the boot and getting ready to bite it off when need be, when the door opened. Nothing surprising there, Luce had already been gone when he'd woken up that morning and he hadn't seen him since, but when he looked up to tell the idiot to close the door, there was a random bird standing there instead.
He stared for a moment.
"What the fuck, what're you doin'?"