|Shannon Rogers (shannon_rogers) wrote in spinningcompass,|
@ 2020-07-06 03:25:00
|Entry tags:||!plot, john constantine, shannon rogers|
Normally Shannon could sleep anywhere. And she often did, like if she passed out while reading a book, stretched out in one of the couches in his study, but usually her always considerate lover managed to put her to bed before she got too sweaty. Her first thought was that he was still working at his desk, as she made pained noises, as she pealed herself from the leather couch.
"Loki... I know you're still working, but can we go..." Her plea falling silent as she finally gave way and opened her eyes. This was not Loki's study. The place was covered in cobwebs, and dust. Or the books she could see were.
There was plenty to see, but the most notable was the man that slept on the other couch. "John Constantine."