ooc: a witch/fellow exorcist to an extent. be still my heart. 🖤
( He's dragging fingers through the mess that's his own hair, dark strands catching between them as they twist tight and tug a bit in some vain attempt to try and get his head to stop pounding. Doesn't work, of course. He's not even sure painkillers would do the trick with the way it feels like a sledgehammer is going to town across his temples.
But a smoke? Yeah. That'll do it. Or at least give his hands something to do aside from try and rip his hair out.
Lazy glance over to his bedmate here, he cocks a brow right back. )
Going to let me in on who?
( Not like he'd know whoever the Hell he's talking about, but hey. Look at them getting the ball rolling with this conversation. )
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( He's dragging fingers through the mess that's his own hair, dark strands catching between them as they twist tight and tug a bit in some vain attempt to try and get his head to stop pounding. Doesn't work, of course. He's not even sure painkillers would do the trick with the way it feels like a sledgehammer is going to town across his temples.
But a smoke? Yeah. That'll do it. Or at least give his hands something to do aside from try and rip his hair out.
Lazy glance over to his bedmate here, he cocks a brow right back. )
Going to let me in on who?
( Not like he'd know whoever the Hell he's talking about, but hey. Look at them getting the ball rolling with this conversation. )