twice on the pipe if the answer is no
Tomorrow.
Owen was supposed to be getting married tomorrow.
He was supposed to, but he'd fucked all that up hadn't he. He thought he was over it. He really did, but as the date crept up on him, he got more and more depressed again for no bloody good reason. Sure, he had destroyed a relationship with one kiss, one secret kiss that wasn't even very good to begin with. But did that really mean that he had a right to be this deeply in his funk?
Sure it did.
He was supposed to get a bachelor party with strippers and cake and and, well that was probably it. That had never happened. He was supposed to stand up in front of the Doctor and proclaim his love for Tosh to anyone that felt like attending to hear it.
Instead, somehow he'd gotten caught and he hadn't even put up much of a fight either. He just did what Tosh wanted.
Well he was fucking done doing what Tosh wanted.
After spending the day before with Jackson, Owen was ready to make some changes in his life and those changes started and ended with getting rid of the damn rings the island had given him to begin with. At first, he'd thought they were a blessing. Now? Now, he realized that it was the island laughing at his inability to hold down any sort of a relationship.
Owen got himself a shovel and he walked until about ten feet away from his and Mohinder's hut. He paused next to a tree and then started digging. When the hole was a good foot deep, Owen stopped. He looked at the rings in his palm, and found that this whole thing was harder than he thought.
Owen was supposed to be getting married tomorrow.
He was supposed to, but he'd fucked all that up hadn't he. He thought he was over it. He really did, but as the date crept up on him, he got more and more depressed again for no bloody good reason. Sure, he had destroyed a relationship with one kiss, one secret kiss that wasn't even very good to begin with. But did that really mean that he had a right to be this deeply in his funk?
Sure it did.
He was supposed to get a bachelor party with strippers and cake and and, well that was probably it. That had never happened. He was supposed to stand up in front of the Doctor and proclaim his love for Tosh to anyone that felt like attending to hear it.
Instead, somehow he'd gotten caught and he hadn't even put up much of a fight either. He just did what Tosh wanted.
Well he was fucking done doing what Tosh wanted.
After spending the day before with Jackson, Owen was ready to make some changes in his life and those changes started and ended with getting rid of the damn rings the island had given him to begin with. At first, he'd thought they were a blessing. Now? Now, he realized that it was the island laughing at his inability to hold down any sort of a relationship.
Owen got himself a shovel and he walked until about ten feet away from his and Mohinder's hut. He paused next to a tree and then started digging. When the hole was a good foot deep, Owen stopped. He looked at the rings in his palm, and found that this whole thing was harder than he thought.