Every night my dream's the same, same old city with a different name
WHO: Jan Valentine/bitchin_beanie AND YOU!
WHAT: Anyone want to come laugh at a caged jerk? Here's your chance!
WHERE: City jail
WHEN: Any time from now until when he first for there, back in December!
Jan hadn't been doing much moving in the past -- how long had it'd been? He'd lost track. Years, probably. Actually, he was sure it'd been years. And when (if) he got out everyone he'd known would be gone, a whole new batch of jerks and assholes would be in their place, and -- well, that nun would probably still be there. The hot one. Jan figured that she'd probably be there until everyone else had died and gone to ashes, that was pretty much how nuns worked.
And if it'd been years, then that meant he'd been sitting, back to the corner of his little stone cell, for way too long. Jan frowned at the floor of his cell, tried to convince himself to get up and do something. Then again, do what? The guards hadn't exactly given him any crossword puzzles or treadmills. Maybe he'd just sit right the fuck where he was for a little longer, then.
WHAT: Anyone want to come laugh at a caged jerk? Here's your chance!
WHERE: City jail
WHEN: Any time from now until when he first for there, back in December!
Jan hadn't been doing much moving in the past -- how long had it'd been? He'd lost track. Years, probably. Actually, he was sure it'd been years. And when (if) he got out everyone he'd known would be gone, a whole new batch of jerks and assholes would be in their place, and -- well, that nun would probably still be there. The hot one. Jan figured that she'd probably be there until everyone else had died and gone to ashes, that was pretty much how nuns worked.
And if it'd been years, then that meant he'd been sitting, back to the corner of his little stone cell, for way too long. Jan frowned at the floor of his cell, tried to convince himself to get up and do something. Then again, do what? The guards hadn't exactly given him any crossword puzzles or treadmills. Maybe he'd just sit right the fuck where he was for a little longer, then.