BAD COMPANY.

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Muse

blease sir let him have a sip

i’m back on my bullshit

        ‘Look,’ he says after running yet another hand through his hair. ‘I’m sorry, alright?’

        “It’s alright.” He mutters, fingers fidgeting with loose strings on the couch cushions. “I guess I’m just tired, you know? Tired of fighting all the time, tired of running from our problems like they won’t keep showing up every couple of days.”

I recently got some new brushes and had to practice with em! I’ve been dying to draw some Outlast antags for a while now so here are some of my faves. (edit: I got tragers arms mixed up RIP)

          “We have always looked into c h a o s                                             and called it G o d.” 

        “I just figured we should talk about it. Y’know, do something we hardly ever seem to do.” But Chris is so tired of fighting. The sleepless nights and the stress blanketing the days has him crouched next to the edge; maybe contemplating jumping. He doesn’t know. There’s a part that wants to escape this mess, to find something new and worth something. But he won’t. He reckons he’ll stay with Eddie until one of them draws their last breath, the only variable is who will go first and how.

         God damn, he needs a drink.

        It’s all for nothing anyway, isn’t it? That’s the only sort of questions going through his head at the moment because Eddie is either right or right. Never wrong, never overstepping until his partner takes away the comfort of their presence. Chris doesn’t want to walk out, though. He’s done that enough and this is his house goddamn it-- So in the end he takes a spot on the couch and simply attempts ignoring the situation. If Eddie can pretend, so can he.

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