"Great," grunts Tim, wincing as he braces one hand on the wall and one on the floor to tentatively heave himself into a sitting position. "You're dead, and everyone else is dead. Just figured I should try to fit in, y'know."
Why does he have to be a dick to anyone who tries to be even a little bit nice to him, especially when he doesn't deserve it.
Tim sucks in a breath between his teeth and screws up his face in preparation to look at the mangled mess of his front. He counts to three. He looks down.
It's - not so bad.
There's definitely damage and there's definitely a lot of it, but the scrapes are all shallow, bleeding sluggishly, and not at all like the pulpy mass of shredded flesh approximating raw hamburger meat that he assumed he'd find.
Tim's head falls back against the wall. That kind of leaves him with no choice but to keep going, complete with a fucking ghost side-kick.
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"Great," grunts Tim, wincing as he braces one hand on the wall and one on the floor to tentatively heave himself into a sitting position. "You're dead, and everyone else is dead. Just figured I should try to fit in, y'know."
Why does he have to be a dick to anyone who tries to be even a little bit nice to him, especially when he doesn't deserve it.
Tim sucks in a breath between his teeth and screws up his face in preparation to look at the mangled mess of his front. He counts to three. He looks down.
It's - not so bad.
There's definitely damage and there's definitely a lot of it, but the scrapes are all shallow, bleeding sluggishly, and not at all like the pulpy mass of shredded flesh approximating raw hamburger meat that he assumed he'd find.
Tim's head falls back against the wall. That kind of leaves him with no choice but to keep going, complete with a fucking ghost side-kick.
He just wants to wake up.