InsaneJournal

WHO: Stan and Bev
WHAT: They're doing some plotting.
WHERE: Through the doors.
WHEN: Today


After days of being caught up with Octane Stan had to say he'd never been more relieved to be able to have the freedom of a quiet day if he wanted, or something else. But more than that what he'd learned over those days was that maybe he needed to try and get out a little bit more, sure he had a routine, but maybe that routine could be flexible, and he could be better about getting to know people.

But before he started making friends with more strangers, he thought he'd spend a little more time with his Losers first, because he'd missed them all like crazy even though they had still been nearby, not being able to lean into any one of them whenever the mood struck had been a harrowing experience for him. But now there he was with Bev and a plan.

"So how many times have you done this now?" He asked her doubtfully as he eyed the doors. He'd been through a few times now, but his experience with the doors was rather limited, consisting of either experiences that seemed like something out of a hallmark movie or a real and actual nightmare from his childhood, there hadn't really been any in between for him just yet. So maybe this could be that? Maybe Bev was going to be his good luck charm, in any case she was going to be his support regardless.

He was braver when he had the others around but he was well aware that Bev was a badass, and that made him feel like he could probably handle another attempt at those doors with her at his side.