[He hums, something that sounds vaguely like Iron Maiden, glancing at Jason with an empty sort of grin. ] Nothing personal, Carver. From me anyway.
[He can smell the blood, can practically taste it in the air. Jason’s ragged breathing is so fucking loud, Billy can hear his heart working overtime with the effort of being alert. He waits, though, until Eddie comes up for air, to reach out with a thumb to catch some of the blood. ] Take it slow, Munson. Don’t choke.
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Date: 2022-08-02 07:04 pm (UTC)[He can smell the blood, can practically taste it in the air. Jason’s ragged breathing is so fucking loud, Billy can hear his heart working overtime with the effort of being alert. He waits, though, until Eddie comes up for air, to reach out with a thumb to catch some of the blood. ] Take it slow, Munson. Don’t choke.