HUNTER DIEGO JR. HARGREEVES
The ghost
You see, humans are a unique type of pest. Multiplying and poisoning our world, all while enforcing a structure of their own.
Multiverse OC
@afvterhour 💬: yeah yeah don’t worry. Occupational hazard is all
💬: do you or the other parent need anything?
💬: I’m surviving, you know how it is
💬: maybe I’ll come watch if I can find time
💬: time is a construct and I do not live within it
@afvterhour 💬: okay… just got out of a body bag
💬: the not so legal kind
💬: you did?! Congrats man!! Does your little one need anything?
💬: how have you been? And when is Silverstone? Time has kinda become funky to me… I forgot months have passed
He’s actually missing @DAYYDREAMERING which seemed strange to him, foreign but he hasn’t seen the other in a few days so he just decided to go back to his apartment to see if billie was there, carrying a few bags of stuff (all stolen of course but Billie didn’t need to know that)
“Well I am going to give you a wide range of them pretty boy, gotta make sure I stay interesting enough for you” Hunter replied with that cocky grin he always wore, winking at Billie as he took a drag from his cigarette.
“It is nicer here… I don’t like being indoors that much”
“no.. no nicknames i don’t— i’ve never gotten a nickname” he mumbles. he chews his lip.
“just.. just smoking i guess” he shrugs. what else would he be doing. “it’s nicer here when it’s quiet outside”
“What? Billieboy? It’s just a nickname… I can find you another?” Hunter said as he watched him, of course he noticed but he wouldn’t comment on it… for now. He took a drag of his cigarette, watching Billie intensely
“So… why are you out here alone?”