Burn me alive
Set me on fire
And watch me die
Burn me alive
Watch me ressurect
Right before your eyes
Lochlan managed to sleep for twenty-odd hours and he was up at the crack of some miserable hour raring to go.
Want to go out for breakfast, Peanut?
I...no. I want to sleep. I feel terrible, as I think Matt brought his cold to the point. I snorgle a response from under water and Lochlan laughs. Jesus, he's so fucking loud and chipper I may have to sleep elsewhere just so I can get some rest.
Later. Eight. Or ten.
But...eggs Benedict.
I hate you.
No you don't.
Bring them to me here.
Do I look like your servant?
You brought me breakfast in bed last time.
That was last time. I'd prefer not to be apart for a while.
What's a while?
The rest of my time off.
Why is this?
So you don't get ambushed by the others.
Ah, you talked to Matt?
In a way, yes.
Did you talk with your fists again?
No? Why would I do that?
It's how you and Caleb talk to each other.
That's different. We're heathens.
What is Matt?
Some outsider who hurt Sam.
Is this where you finally admit you love Sam?
If I do will you come to breakfast with me, Bridgie?
No.
Hey, I can carry you to the truck and you can eat in your jammies.
Jesus. Should I call you 'Daddy' while I'm at it?
Fuck. I hope when I come back at ten you're less cranky.
Promise. (he said TEN! GOODNIGHT!)
Thank fuck.
Great. Now I'm wide awake. Yes to pajamas in restaurants and yes to extra hash browns, please.
Want to go out for breakfast, Peanut?
I...no. I want to sleep. I feel terrible, as I think Matt brought his cold to the point. I snorgle a response from under water and Lochlan laughs. Jesus, he's so fucking loud and chipper I may have to sleep elsewhere just so I can get some rest.
Later. Eight. Or ten.
But...eggs Benedict.
I hate you.
No you don't.
Bring them to me here.
Do I look like your servant?
You brought me breakfast in bed last time.
That was last time. I'd prefer not to be apart for a while.
What's a while?
The rest of my time off.
Why is this?
So you don't get ambushed by the others.
Ah, you talked to Matt?
In a way, yes.
Did you talk with your fists again?
No? Why would I do that?
It's how you and Caleb talk to each other.
That's different. We're heathens.
What is Matt?
Some outsider who hurt Sam.
Is this where you finally admit you love Sam?
If I do will you come to breakfast with me, Bridgie?
No.
Hey, I can carry you to the truck and you can eat in your jammies.
Jesus. Should I call you 'Daddy' while I'm at it?
Fuck. I hope when I come back at ten you're less cranky.
Promise. (he said TEN! GOODNIGHT!)
Thank fuck.
Great. Now I'm wide awake. Yes to pajamas in restaurants and yes to extra hash browns, please.