And all the people say ''You can't wake up, this is not a dream.''
These voices won't leave me alone.
{21+ writer}
{Triggering topics ahead}
#KneeCapSnatcher
@APeacefuIMind "Oh, I'm sure he doesn't. Just not for me. I don't...I don't go for those. Not exactly a big fan of them. Ha ha."
Honestly, Chase didn't /want/ to be friends. Or well....it's complicated. Not that it really matters, he always seems to get a new one regardless
The silence is worse, actually. But he's not going to trauma dump on a stranger.
Hell, his own /friends/ are probably tired of him doing that to them.
"Yeah, probably.......Chase."
The shaking breathing returns, though this time it's because he's trying not to cry.
Or um....he's not crying. You are.
He appreciates it, a /lot/. More than he can express.
Bing waited patiently, his hand steady as he felt Chaseโs move into it. Gently folding his fingers over the otherโs hand, he gave it a soft squeeze.
An assurance, of a sort. One that said he was there, and didnโt plan on going anywhere.
Suppose they did. But he hasn't done that in....a long while, actually.
He doesn't move for while. Eventually though, his hand makes it's way to Bing's.
His gaze flicked over to Chase, before returning to the sky. Without another word, he offered a hand to Chase.
Humans felt reassured by squeezing anotherโs hand, right?
โAlright, you donโt gotta say if ya donโt want.โ Bing raised his hands in a โbacking offโ gesture, before his palms met the grass and he returned his gaze to the sky.
โJust sayin, if you ever change your mind? Iโm here.โ
"That's not- I just-"
A small huff, his head dropping forward as he shakes it.
"It's /different/ than that stuff. You're better off not knowing about it or about /him/."
โI have the internet in my brain. I know a lot of things Iโm better off not knowing.โ
Bing chuckled softly.
โPromise, anything you can tell me canโt be as bad as some of the sh*t Iโve seen.โ