12 Howls

[coyote_walking]

Nightmares. Shudder.

Nothing like dreaming myself back in the seethe, lamb flaring up blue, vampires all over Samuel...

Better than the ones about killing the crazy new werewolf, though, I guess. I'd never killed anyone before. Certainly not... that way.

Wish there was some way I could run away from myself, just for a little while. If I wasn't so worried about... well, I'd go for a nice long run.



Attempt at filtering from Beach House people:

Maybe once this is all settled and Ianto's better, I should find a place of my own. I kind of feel like I'm intruding here. They're like a family - Kyle too.

And I'm... not.

Might be easier for everyone if I wasn't there.

/Filter

Comments

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Just something. Anything. But you have to get something into you.

A sandwich, a milkshake, peanut butter crackers... something.

[justashow.livejournal.com]

I don't care. Nothing sounds appetizing.

If there's bread, I'll have some toast.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

With some peanut butter? Or jelly?

And maybe some hot chocolate?

[justashow.livejournal.com]

It doesn't make a difference to me what's put on it.

I'll just have water.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Peanut butter. And a glass of milk.

Then you rest for a bit and I'll tell Gwen she can work her magic.

[justashow.livejournal.com]

Alright.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Kyle.