hexes_n_hearts (hexes_n_hearts) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2021-07-10 21:18:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, mike enslin, william weasley |
Who: Bill and Mike
What: Making friends
Where: Around - starting outside
When: Night before the lockdown
Status: On-going
Warnings: Cursing and flirting maybes
Bill was starting to feel like a duck, smooth on the surface but underneath he was paddling like crazy. It hadn't really been his year, his world was falling steadily into darkness and Bill felt like he was drowning in it. Then he'd gone from a walk to clear his head and bam, here he was. Everything was gone, all the problems and expectations, everything that grounded him or held him down was just gone. It was all too much to truly wrap his head around.
He liked to be outside, preferred the sun on his skin and dirt on his hands, especially when things were stressful. Bill had gone through the greenhouse to see what might be growing there, pocketed a little graveyard dirt to stash away in case he needed it and found his way to the wooded area. It was quiet and Bill took a moment to think, hands in his pockets as he watched the sun start to sink lower in the sky.
Standing there he wondered if this was the same sun that set on his family home, if this was the same sky. It was impossible to know and no spells seemed to give him any more information. All of it just left him with even more questions and no closer to any answers.