Waving his hand in a desperate manner, Wilson finished his mouthful of scotch.
"I have enough trouble wrapping my brain around the idea that my boyfriend is angel and currently racketting about the world and a discorporated spirt, possessing people in order to smack religeous fanatics on the wrist and I got dumped in a duck pond with no warning."
His words rather sped together towards the end there and he paused, took a breath and another sip of scotch.
"It's probably a bad idea to try to figure which way is up in, Fandom. We should know this Alanna." He said, not without sympathy.
Re: The Bar [08/27]
"I have enough trouble wrapping my brain around the idea that my boyfriend is angel and currently racketting about the world and a discorporated spirt, possessing people in order to smack religeous fanatics on the wrist and I got dumped in a duck pond with no warning."
His words rather sped together towards the end there and he paused, took a breath and another sip of scotch.
"It's probably a bad idea to try to figure which way is up in, Fandom. We should know this Alanna." He said, not without sympathy.