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Who: Lucas Ransom and Zach Bosch
Where: Luke's room
When: Day 47
What: Luke has figured out that Something’s not right with the timeline, and Zach knows more then he does at this moment.
There was something just not right with this. There were too many things that just weren't adding up. Sure he had talked with Soren about starting WHIV, and had actually had the plans to have t up and running the week before he got transported to this hell. It was ridiculous. Had Zach really known anything about WHIV? Well, he had to. He had to have heard or he would have never known that Luke's alter ego was Lush Rimbaud.
Luke had created that personality years ago, drugs and gave him the idea, AIDS and heartbreak had brought Lush out as a voice. Luke was pacing back and forth in his room, chain smoking and brushing his hair out of his face. If Zach knew about WHIV, then Zach knew his future, what would happen between him and Tran. He could give Luke answers.
He stopped to think about it. Truthfully, if he studied the boy's face, he looked older; he was thinner, and taller. He was still undeniably pretty, not that he was Luke's type or anything like that... He tried to shake the images of their last encounter away. God it had felt so good, but he couldn't risk having thoughts like that fill his head. He had more important questions to ask.
"Where the fuck is that little fucker at anyways?" He grumbled under his breath, pulling out another smoke and lighting it before reaching over and taking a swig from the whiskey bottle he still had.
Where: Luke's room
When: Day 47
What: Luke has figured out that Something’s not right with the timeline, and Zach knows more then he does at this moment.
There was something just not right with this. There were too many things that just weren't adding up. Sure he had talked with Soren about starting WHIV, and had actually had the plans to have t up and running the week before he got transported to this hell. It was ridiculous. Had Zach really known anything about WHIV? Well, he had to. He had to have heard or he would have never known that Luke's alter ego was Lush Rimbaud.
Luke had created that personality years ago, drugs and gave him the idea, AIDS and heartbreak had brought Lush out as a voice. Luke was pacing back and forth in his room, chain smoking and brushing his hair out of his face. If Zach knew about WHIV, then Zach knew his future, what would happen between him and Tran. He could give Luke answers.
He stopped to think about it. Truthfully, if he studied the boy's face, he looked older; he was thinner, and taller. He was still undeniably pretty, not that he was Luke's type or anything like that... He tried to shake the images of their last encounter away. God it had felt so good, but he couldn't risk having thoughts like that fill his head. He had more important questions to ask.
"Where the fuck is that little fucker at anyways?" He grumbled under his breath, pulling out another smoke and lighting it before reaching over and taking a swig from the whiskey bottle he still had.