#heartbeatswithrage

oh, he’s BEYOND drunk. he has to be. he can tell there’s something weird about the other, but nonetheless, rhis knows he’s half-demon. and to even STAND being near the guy, he has to be shitfaced. but hey, if he’s gonna have a down-to-earth conversation with a demon, this is a good start. and wouldn’t ya know? the guy’s even offering him some more alcohol. he GLADLY takes it. he lets out a hearty laugh. ❛ dad’s fuckin’ SUCK! ❜ he opens the bottle on the counter top and takes a big swig back. ❛ m’old man threatened t’SHOOT me if i ever showed m’face to ‘im again. like i’d even wanna see th’ fuckface. ❜

@heartbeatswithrage

if there’s one thing john doesn’t experience every day --- it’s a knock right at his bloody front door. if it’d been chas, he wouldn’t have knocked. so that means one of two things: there’s someone who needs help, or some poor bloke got the wrong address. figuring he hasn’t much to LOSE, he goes to the door and opens it. he’s not much perplexed by the site, considering everything else he’s seen. the other reads off a card and butchers his last name. there’s only a tilt of his head. ❛ well, DEPENDS, doessinnit? you tyin’ up loose ends? ❜