to all; post-event

[demigoth]

[ The handwriting is scratchy and angular, like a mix of '00s emo fonts and ancient Greek carvings. ]

Are YOU used to angels being real? Please think Yes/No/Biblically/what's an angel responses directly to me so cranky people don't threaten other people's livelihoods again.

Comments

[demigoth]

Your friend Dean has wings.
His boyfriend is an angel.
I love you too, dork.

[sonofacesius]

[There was something about all those facts that drop kicked Will out of haiku mode.]

Nico, I'm so sorry. I didn't know. He has wings?

Silly question but, are you okay? Like, actually okay?

Do you need me?

[demigoth]

I'm fine. He gave me a sword, and I left. I know he's not Eros. It's fine.

[sonofacesius]

I'm on my way. Where are you?

I know you're fine. It doesn't matter. I'm still coming.

[demigoth]

I don’t know. I left. I’m still in the city? There’s a pub.

[sonofacesius]

It's okay. I'll find you.

[demigoth]

OK.