Gently massages his temples with calloused finger tips.
He can’t wait to go home, he’s tired of this shit show and he’s down to his last two cigarettes.
@ApatheticBlithe Knowing the El was growing to be happier in herself brought a warmth to Jim’s heart, the kid really did deserve happiness.
“As I said, I much prefer the brown hair. You don’t need any wigs to be pretty.”
Eleven could have no hair again and he’d still think her beautiful.
Don’t talk to him. Don’t talk to him. Don’t talk to him. Don’t talk to him. Don’t talk to him. Don’t talk to him. Don’t talk to him. Don’t talk to him. Don’t talk to him. Don’t talk to him. Don’t talk to him. Don’t talk to him. Don’t talk to him. Don’t talk to him.
@EleventhMage A calming hand settles onto El’s shoulder as he brings her close, into a hug.
“I don’t know... but, if she is, then she’s up there with Sarah now, they’re taking care of each other.”
The sadness about his little girl settled deep into his soul, but still he smiled down—