Will Graham (killingthoughts) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2021-08-05 08:43:00 |
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Will tossed in his sleep, vivid nightmares plaguing his mind, drowning him in their shadows. Without Jack there to wake up or nuzzle him before the nightmares got too bad, Will woke up with a start, hand grabbing the kitchen knife he hid under his mattress edge and holding it out at the darkness. The dogs were stirring on the other bed, adjusting their positions around a large dark figure under the blanket. Standing slowly, knife still directed out, pointed at the blanket cloaked figure, the light clicked on. Brows furrowed, Will’s mind playing tricks on him as he stepped closer. To attack first and ask questions later might have been more natural in the moment, but the dogs had not panicked and were in the way of any attack from or towards him. If there was one thing Will refused to do it was put the dogs in danger of being hurt by his hand. “Bucky?” He asked with sudden realization, lowering the knife but not ridding himself of it- just in case. The hotel shuffled people when someone new appeared, but not usually people that already had roommates. |