[At the start of Psii's story, TJ was content to close his eyes and let the words wash over him. He was tired. Exhausted really, down to his goddamn soul. Hearing a lispy, expletive-peppered story was about as good as a warm cup of chamomile.
Of course, until it took an unexpected (and yet, with Psii, wholly expected) turn. TJ's eyes were still closed, but his laugh shut them tighter.]
omfg
Of course, until it took an unexpected (and yet, with Psii, wholly expected) turn. TJ's eyes were still closed, but his laugh shut them tighter.]
You fuckin' dick, man.