[Open Log | Time to adjust]
Sep. 25th, 2013 02:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Who: Balfour and YOU
What: That remains to be seen
Where: Amery's apartment in Orlea
Date: IC 25JUN
[It had been quite a while since Balfour had died, and longer since he had come back, blundering around in the roads. He had basically stayed quiet, stayed with Amery, and not bothered anyone. He would have his meals out in the yard or on the stoop so that he could feel the rays of the sunand feed the cat that had come begging, but otherwise, he hadn't been very social.
He was, admittedly, afraid of seeing his boyfriend, ex-boyfriend, something… He wasn't sure what Reid was now. He only knew that he had broken a very important promise, so he was quite sure that the man didn't want to see him.
Not to mention, Balfour didn't want Reid to see him like this: blind and confused. He hated it, hated himself for this happening, and he just wanted it to go away.
Well, it wasn't going away, so, right now, Balfour has decided that it's a good time to feel some sun on his skin. He's out in the yard in shorts and a tee shirt, laying back among the grass, bare hands and feet enjoying the sensation as he stared at the sky with an empty gaze, imagining dragons playing among imagined clouds.
Was it really worth it, he asked himself.]
What: That remains to be seen
Where: Amery's apartment in Orlea
Date: IC 25JUN
[It had been quite a while since Balfour had died, and longer since he had come back, blundering around in the roads. He had basically stayed quiet, stayed with Amery, and not bothered anyone. He would have his meals out in the yard or on the stoop so that he could feel the rays of the sun
He was, admittedly, afraid of seeing his boyfriend, ex-boyfriend, something… He wasn't sure what Reid was now. He only knew that he had broken a very important promise, so he was quite sure that the man didn't want to see him.
Not to mention, Balfour didn't want Reid to see him like this: blind and confused. He hated it, hated himself for this happening, and he just wanted it to go away.
Well, it wasn't going away, so, right now, Balfour has decided that it's a good time to feel some sun on his skin. He's out in the yard in shorts and a tee shirt, laying back among the grass, bare hands and feet enjoying the sensation as he stared at the sky with an empty gaze, imagining dragons playing among imagined clouds.
Was it really worth it, he asked himself.]