[This, he didn't mind describing. It isn't internal to him, or shouldn't be. And it's something that Billy could easily find out by asking others.]
It's all rather twisted. [He turns his coffee cup in his hands.]
In that fiction, I was a... Lawyer because that was what Odin and Thor were. [It's perhaps a sign of how off balance he is that he only sounds mildly disgusted when he says the names. He mostly just is confused by this all, that he'd been made to feel that way.] And both had been killed in an accident. For which I somehow felt responsible, though now it makes no sense why. But I'd wanted a different career before, and being a lawyer is a miserable business I suppose.
[He shrugs.]
I was an... alcoholic. I think that's the word. And after having some sort of argument with Steve... of all people, Steve Rogers, this is all nonsense... I drove my car whilst quite drunk and... purposely drove it into a tree.
[He finds this very disturbing. And it only gets more disturbing if you ask him.]
I called Tony, for help. Tony bloody Stark. And he did help. He retrieved me from the wreck, and took me home, and then the next morning... Hah. This is ridiculous.
[He still remembers the feeling of Tony's hand on his shoulder, the man saying that he believed in Loki. That they would get through this together.
He hates this. He hates that he wishes for that. In that moment, he can very much hate Tony Stark.]
I HAVE NO MUM. /single emo tear
It's all rather twisted. [He turns his coffee cup in his hands.]
In that fiction, I was a... Lawyer because that was what Odin and Thor were. [It's perhaps a sign of how off balance he is that he only sounds mildly disgusted when he says the names. He mostly just is confused by this all, that he'd been made to feel that way.] And both had been killed in an accident. For which I somehow felt responsible, though now it makes no sense why. But I'd wanted a different career before, and being a lawyer is a miserable business I suppose.
[He shrugs.]
I was an... alcoholic. I think that's the word. And after having some sort of argument with Steve... of all people, Steve Rogers, this is all nonsense... I drove my car whilst quite drunk and... purposely drove it into a tree.
[He finds this very disturbing. And it only gets more disturbing if you ask him.]
I called Tony, for help. Tony bloody Stark. And he did help. He retrieved me from the wreck, and took me home, and then the next morning... Hah. This is ridiculous.
[He still remembers the feeling of Tony's hand on his shoulder, the man saying that he believed in Loki. That they would get through this together.
He hates this. He hates that he wishes for that. In that moment, he can very much hate Tony Stark.]