i guess not. [ He knows not. Will knows something is up, but the desperation to believe in this, to be soothed by it, is urged along by the town itself, by the pulse of worry for being alone, by everything that's happened so far this month. He can't see clearly through the smoke, or at least he doesn't want to. ] it was nice, though. i believed him. he was sincere.
i'd like that. i'd keep all of them. [ u sure your sin isn't greed, buddy ]
[That one stings, given the entire reason the two of them met was because of his own loneliness, and Will wanting to "help" using the hallucinogenic pollen. This could be another incident like that, or Will could be completely right.
Either way, Fern isn't sure he should feel stubbornly offended (you aren't alone is what he wants to type), or go along with what he, both an authority and father figure, believes on the off-chance this is indeed a good opportunity to desperately stave off further loneliness.]
i don't know, i don't trust them but i trust you when you're more sure of what's going on tell me
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i'd like that. i'd keep all of them. [ u sure your sin isn't greed, buddy ]
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that happened to me once
it turned into a real bad situation
ok sure i'll bring a bunch over
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whatever it ends up being, I'd rather find out myself instead of assuming
[ Will is very determined to huff his own fumes over this issue. ]
Hahaha nice
Either way, Fern isn't sure he should feel stubbornly offended (you aren't alone is what he wants to type), or go along with what he, both an authority and father figure, believes on the off-chance this is indeed a good opportunity to desperately stave off further loneliness.]
i don't know, i don't trust them
but i trust you
when you're more sure of what's going on tell me
i'll bring the flowers over later