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[Billy has never thought of himself as one of those obsessive stalker boyfriends who needs to be attached at the hip to his significant other at all times. Really, he'd always figured they were pretty good about mutual space. A two-month separation with the potential of spending years in this place without seeing Teddy again is, however, apparently the trigger he'd needed to become one, so after one too many looks from Teddy - some patient, others not so much - he'd officially gotten himself banished from the apartment for the afternoon after too much worried lurking. Which is... not the greatest thing ever on a hot day like today, but ten minutes down the road he realizes that, yeah, he'd been a little ridiculous, either blowing off his responsibilities or dragging Teddy along for the ride. He's happy and eager to have Teddy here, but they'd lived separate lives at least half the time back home; no reason for that to not continue here as well.
It's just hard to let go after you've missed someone for that long.
Still, that's how he finds himself out and about for around five hours today, doing the following (in no particular order):
- a late lunch at Seventh Heaven
- searching around the library for comic books
- combat practice in the Battle Dome (with or without his trusty new teacher)
While at the library, a few sketches find their way into his journal, more or less like the following: this, this, and this. Some time afterwards, a scribbled message appears below.]
What are some good ways to deal with bad dreams?
[Once he's finished all his daily stuff, he'll be bringing groceries home around dinner time, in the hopes that he's allowed. Feel free to run into him at any time.]
It's just hard to let go after you've missed someone for that long.
Still, that's how he finds himself out and about for around five hours today, doing the following (in no particular order):
- a late lunch at Seventh Heaven
- searching around the library for comic books
- combat practice in the Battle Dome (with or without his trusty new teacher)
While at the library, a few sketches find their way into his journal, more or less like the following: this, this, and this. Some time afterwards, a scribbled message appears below.]
What are some good ways to deal with bad dreams?
[Once he's finished all his daily stuff, he'll be bringing groceries home around dinner time, in the hopes that he's allowed. Feel free to run into him at any time.]
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[Huh... now he wants to try it.]
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I mean, if I can walk around on clouds...
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[Okay, that sounds like a cool idea.]
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[Wh... at... oh, wait.]
Like giant talking ponies? That kind of thing?
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I can't believe we have half the... uh, people that we have here.
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[He's already managed to do that a few times, oops.]
I just have to keep telling myself that here, they're not fake or fiction- they're just as real as I am. It makes a big difference.
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I'm still thinking that those ten minutes I spoke to a pony, I walked into a tree branch and got knocked out and had a weird dream. [...] Or this is just all a weird dream I'm not waking up from.
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[He's not going to put too much thought into it, but the truth is he doesn't really believe the coma theory anyway, so it's kind of moot.]
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trololololBilly catches the look, then lifts a hand with a wary smile.]
Don't... don't overthink it, alright? It's really not worth it.
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[Well, he can sympathize. He does that with his geeking out, and god help the world if he ever tries to hold back on sarcasm. Best to just let the mind do that it wants.]
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