Room 330 | Saturday Morning

Mar 21, 2015 10:12

Ronan couldn't remember the last time he'd really slept. Maybe...three days ago? Four? He didn't know. He was tired but it was an easy thing to ignore. The crown in front of him made it easy. Chainsaw was hopping around beside the crown, pecking at some food he'd gotten her. Ronan reached out and rubbed his finger against her feathers, taking some comfort from that.

Very little though. It didn't last and soon enough he'd pulled his finger away and put it on the crown. The metal was cold and firm. Something so small, so flimsy could lead him to the answer to all his problems. He found himself wondering what he'd asked Glendower for when he found him. His father back? His mother to wake up? Something else?

Whatever he asked for, he definitely was not going to be telling Gansey about this. Gansey didn't deserve to know. He hadn't gone through the shit Ronan had and Ronan knew he deserved the favor. No one else. Not even Adam and his sad, sad eyes.

Shut up. Shut up.

Ronan's lip curled and he shook his head. No thinking about that. His fingers tightened around the crown and he closed his eyes.

Show me the way.

[Cracked door + open post]

(events) needful things, (pets) chainsaw, (place) room 330

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