The fact that this all could've been one freak accident, one shared nightmare between him and people he'd (mostly) never met before, that was how he got through this day. Maybe he was just so exhausted and passively triggered that the dream was just that- a dream.
FUCKIN' NOPE.
See, Garrot heard the same voices as last time, that's Bad; he also heard the Wizard's voice, and that's Double Bad. And they're in a house, in beds, in motherfucking pajamas and he hates this, Garrot hates this so much! Then he hears the sound of Matilda giggling, which is a very unprofessional thing to do when the fate of the world is at stake, so he finds himself livid, storming out of his room, all three hundred pounds of pissed off, parental stomping.
The scene before him makes his nostrils flare out, and he takes a deep breath in. They're ordering breakfast like it's fucking nothing, even though they'll have breakfast when they fucking wake up! Bullshit, bullshit, BULLSHIT!!
"Why don't you find the sharpest thing you can find, spear yourself in the damned head with it, and serve it to me on a platter!" He's screaming. He's pushed past anyone unfortunate enough to be between his room and the Wizard. And he's just. Looming over her. Glaring.
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FUCKIN' NOPE.
See, Garrot heard the same voices as last time, that's Bad; he also heard the Wizard's voice, and that's Double Bad. And they're in a house, in beds, in motherfucking pajamas and he hates this, Garrot hates this so much! Then he hears the sound of Matilda giggling, which is a very unprofessional thing to do when the fate of the world is at stake, so he finds himself livid, storming out of his room, all three hundred pounds of pissed off, parental stomping.
The scene before him makes his nostrils flare out, and he takes a deep breath in. They're ordering breakfast like it's fucking nothing, even though they'll have breakfast when they fucking wake up! Bullshit, bullshit, BULLSHIT!!
"Why don't you find the sharpest thing you can find, spear yourself in the damned head with it, and serve it to me on a platter!" He's screaming. He's pushed past anyone unfortunate enough to be between his room and the Wizard. And he's just. Looming over her. Glaring.