AN: These morning after sequences are fun, mostly because it's a way of showing where Tom ends up instead of telling you all what he does off the clock. No tags because its only suggestive of dark themes/oral
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It keeps happening. And the places he wakes up in are more frightening absurd each time.
Thomas rolls onto his back to stare at the mid-day clear sky with a sigh; sunlight just barely seeps through the eyeholes of his mask, warm and inviting, asking him softly to remove it and engage with his humanity again... He does not. His cellphone rings again and Thomas remembers the entire reason he was woken up and sighs. Without looking he reaches into his pocket and hits decline.
Nothing can move until he figures out what he did last night- no matter how sick the thought makes him; His life stills here until he gets the nerve to sit up and look around his environment.
This treeline looks familiar.. the detail is just large enough to pull him out of his sulking and into a sitting position, arms over his knees.
Oh.. that's right. He pushes off the ground behind him and grunts as he stands.
I delivered a body.. to Ashe.. he looks down at his bloody sleeves and boots with a hoarse laugh. Must've blacked out on the way to my car.. s' what I get for tryin' to drunk drive.
After watching them I was so pent up I.. who did I.. ugh...
Whoever it was is cleanly disposed of at least, Thomas adjusts his mask and walks south where he hid his vehicle; each time he comes to Ashe's property the man makes him park in a different spot. This whole organ smuggling operation would blow up if the cops found this place.
Leaves crunch softly under Tom's boots and he lets his mind wander before he has to take the two hour drive home like a sane citizen (don't break more than one law at once kids!)
In very rare instances he cuts out the middle man,the shed, and brings them straight to his butcher friend for a fun brotherly activity.
Cutting people open together is brotherly right? Whatever, it felt good. I needed this. It was nice seeing Ashe again too... He looks good on his knees.
He unlocks his car and removes his mask to toss it in the back seat with a pout; to tell the truth he's quite envious of the younger man, he embraced the outcast life and spends all his time trafficking long pork goods.
How he does it is something I'll never know.
Thomas huffs as he slides into the driver's seat.
...Time to go home and act like nothing happened.
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