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It makes him miss his ma.
Sure, he's said it enough times to himself and a few times to other people, but it bears repeating. And the fact that Samhain, her favorite holiday, is tomorrow, just makes it worse.
He's putting decorations up, trying to make Doris look as festive as possible despite the lack of streamers and such around the Island. He's making due, though, with the bits of colored paper he's found. All things considered, he's actually quite good at this.
He's standing on one of the red leather seats, his tounge poking out a little from between his lips, a frown of deep concentration on his face.
Fuck. He loses his grip on the thing he was hanging up and it flutters to the floor below. She's a lot better a' this than I am.
{ooc: momma's boy decorating a bus. Go ahead and come on in if you know him well, or even if you've met him, but people's he's never met should probably knock a bit on the bus door. ST, late tags, etc. welcome.]
Sure, he's said it enough times to himself and a few times to other people, but it bears repeating. And the fact that Samhain, her favorite holiday, is tomorrow, just makes it worse.
He's putting decorations up, trying to make Doris look as festive as possible despite the lack of streamers and such around the Island. He's making due, though, with the bits of colored paper he's found. All things considered, he's actually quite good at this.
He's standing on one of the red leather seats, his tounge poking out a little from between his lips, a frown of deep concentration on his face.
Fuck. He loses his grip on the thing he was hanging up and it flutters to the floor below. She's a lot better a' this than I am.
{ooc: momma's boy decorating a bus. Go ahead and come on in if you know him well, or even if you've met him, but people's he's never met should probably knock a bit on the bus door. ST, late tags, etc. welcome.]