- forty-second year waiting -

[nurse-boy.livejournal.com]

[Halloween, again. His second one here. Rory's found the sweets and the note left at their door and brought it inside, and taken more pleasure than strictly necessary in being able to actually eat it. He doesn't know if the castle does something different for Halloween every year, but he's finding this to be much more agreeable than what happened LAST year--waking up with a gruesome painted face and his very own tombstone out on the grounds: just another lovely reminder that, at the time, he was dead back home]

Does anyone remember Halloween last year? With the painted faces some of us had, and the graveyard...?

[sound of chewing]

Think I like this a lot better than that. Sweets don't remind you that you're dead.

Comments

[nurse-boy.livejournal.com]

[that giggle is more than a bit disturbing to him]

.... What.

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

What, what?

What whaaaat whawhawha...

[nurse-boy.livejournal.com]

[wow that's creepy]

Why are you laughing?

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

...Uhm...