necrolord: =+ (a million years away)
ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴜɴᴅʏɪɴɢ ([personal profile] necrolord) wrote in [community profile] deercountry 2022-10-15 02:39 am (UTC)

[ If they stand up, John has no idea where they'll go from there. He doesn't have a handle on the conversation; physical contact is the only tool he's got. So he just shimmies awkwardly further up, such that Terry doesn't have him so thoroughly pinned against the tree. It means trying to untangle his legs without really displacing Terry from his lap, which is maybe not ideal. Not least because Terry hardly fits in his lap. ]

Let's stay put. [ And he breezes right on ahead: ] Tell me what's eating at you... tell me what I've done. I want to hear it from your side.

[ That's always how these things go, in Trench. It's always about confessions. ]

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