Roy wasn't hung over. He'd been immune to those for about ten years now. That didn't mean he liked the light streaming into the bedroom. Somebody (him) had managed to forget to close the curtains the previous night before they (him again) had decided to get drunk ( Read more... )

( The Park - Evening )

Another night with dreams, for both of them. They weren't nightmares, not for him anyway. Just unsettling, and that strange feeling wouldn't let him go. He hadn't been thinking much of Fandom, but somehow it'd been in his mind like he just had to be here. He'd thought Aly was going to mock him for his whim, but instead they were here ( Read more... )