At least in the one that was a high school dance he had his own buddy. He has no desire to be so small and goddamn helpless again. He rubs at the back of his neck as he moves through the playground, giving the other kids a wide berth. Some of them he recognizes, but nobody seems to remember, or they're just way too into the spirit of things.
It's weird, not feeling the scar on the back of his neck, though the half-moons are there of course, as are the burns on his arms. How old is he even? Eleven? Twelve? His tongue flits over the tooth that's usually broken and it's so fucking weird to feel it intact. That narrows it down. Not twelve.
This is horrible and he hates it. Is this supposed to be fun? Why does he always have a shit time in the 'fun' dreams?
He lifts his head a little as he circles around a giant, somewhat terrifying tree, and startles when he spots someone, freezing when he recognizes him. Unmistakable features, even at this apparent age.
"Gabe?" He smiles weakly, allowing himself some measure of relief as he approaches the angel. "Fuck, am I glad to see you."
tw lots of child abuse references :|
At least in the one that was a high school dance he had his own buddy. He has no desire to be so small and goddamn helpless again. He rubs at the back of his neck as he moves through the playground, giving the other kids a wide berth. Some of them he recognizes, but nobody seems to remember, or they're just way too into the spirit of things.
It's weird, not feeling the scar on the back of his neck, though the half-moons are there of course, as are the burns on his arms. How old is he even? Eleven? Twelve? His tongue flits over the tooth that's usually broken and it's so fucking weird to feel it intact. That narrows it down. Not twelve.
This is horrible and he hates it. Is this supposed to be fun? Why does he always have a shit time in the 'fun' dreams?
He lifts his head a little as he circles around a giant, somewhat terrifying tree, and startles when he spots someone, freezing when he recognizes him. Unmistakable features, even at this apparent age.
"Gabe?" He smiles weakly, allowing himself some measure of relief as he approaches the angel. "Fuck, am I glad to see you."