// the anesthetic never set in and i'm wondering where the apathy and urgency is that i thought i phoned in
it's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional, it sure as hell ain't normal but we deal, we deal //
it's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional, it sure as hell ain't normal but we deal, we deal //
Nate scoffs, dropping his hands and throwing his head back to let out a humourless laugh. “Anything in particular?” He repeats, dragging himself back down to earth to fix Sah with a hard, unblinking stare. “She’s cursed me, threatened to kill me, and wants to destroy my whole fucking race!” It’s not the other man’s fault, and some part of Nate knows that, knows that his anger is misplaced and unfair, but he can’t help it.
“What else am I supposed to feel about her?” A hand pushes his hair back roughly, Nate growling when his fingers get caught in a particularly unruly patch of curls. His anger cracks, throwing up a last few stubborn sparks before exhaustion takes its place, Nate’s eye falling to the ground.
“What else am I supposed to feel about her?” A hand pushes his hair back roughly, Nate growling when his fingers get caught in a particularly unruly patch of curls. His anger cracks, throwing up a last few stubborn sparks before exhaustion takes its place, Nate’s eye falling to the ground.
// can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid
sit back, relax, sit back, relapse again //
sit back, relax, sit back, relapse again //
NATE
