"Yeah, well." A long breath out, a shaky phantom laugh. "I always thought I was gonna take over Australia. Start a clothin' line. Hack you open and play in your blood. Shit doesn't like to work out the way we want it to."
One murky brown eye and one purple eye (a contact had been lost, in the tussle) examined the lines of dirt across Eddie's stove. He could relate to the feeling of this wasn't how it was supposed to be. It was the sort of familiar concept that dogged every step of every day, haunted him. This wasn't how things were supposed to happen. He had charted out his history in the stars and then watched it all slip right between his fingers. Fluid, fleeting, untouchable.
Like seawater.
Eddie's breath eased, and the tense lines of Eridan's body eased as well.
"You hungry?" he murmured, gently beginning the process of extricating his limbs from Eddie's. It wasn't easy work. "I can cook, sort of. If you even bother keepin' food in this godawful hole in the wall."
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One murky brown eye and one purple eye (a contact had been lost, in the tussle) examined the lines of dirt across Eddie's stove. He could relate to the feeling of this wasn't how it was supposed to be. It was the sort of familiar concept that dogged every step of every day, haunted him. This wasn't how things were supposed to happen. He had charted out his history in the stars and then watched it all slip right between his fingers. Fluid, fleeting, untouchable.
Like seawater.
Eddie's breath eased, and the tense lines of Eridan's body eased as well.
"You hungry?" he murmured, gently beginning the process of extricating his limbs from Eddie's. It wasn't easy work. "I can cook, sort of. If you even bother keepin' food in this godawful hole in the wall."