[ If pressed, yeah, he wouldn't lie — the mini monster apocalypse fucked him up good. It was a trip straight back to PTSD land involving more than one drunken panic attack. He misses Nathan — other Nathan — and that feeling of connection, like they were both going through that same... thing. Some undefined specific thing, a split mix between substance abuse and anxiety disorders.
He never did learn what that guy's whole deal was. Maybe for the best, he's got enough attachments going on as it is. ]
Thanks, man. Same about, you know, fighting an eldritch chaos door. Now all you have to deal with are assholes on the internet.
[ And... more monsters, but that's not as snappy a line.
There's a blip — his eyes go suddenly away the way some people do when they're interacting with the implant. A second later: ]
Nate read the saga. You alright with more misery drinking company? Preemptive warning, the last time I got drunk he made me jog.
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Date: 2020-11-19 09:44 pm (UTC)He never did learn what that guy's whole deal was. Maybe for the best, he's got enough attachments going on as it is. ]
Thanks, man. Same about, you know, fighting an eldritch chaos door. Now all you have to deal with are assholes on the internet.
[ And... more monsters, but that's not as snappy a line.
There's a blip — his eyes go suddenly away the way some people do when they're interacting with the implant. A second later: ]
Nate read the saga. You alright with more misery drinking company? Preemptive warning, the last time I got drunk he made me jog.
[ NEVER FORGET. ]