[Random RP Post - Billy Kaplan]

[selfhelp]

This post is intended for mini-PSLs, random threads, or fic prompts for Billy / Wiccan with no required association with Luceti-canon. Invite or request-only, atm, as Luceti keeps me busy, but I'm open to ideas.

...I'll put more here if I think of anything, never done this before, oops

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same, wow

[selfhelp]

[Those words are enough to snap the remaining sleep right out of Billy. He sits upright abruptly, eyes widening in the dark, and instinctively reaches out to grasp Tommy's shoulder, like he can't believe he's real. If it was a dream - a nightmare - it would be fine, whatever, he could just roll over and-

-But no. He's solid, real, tense beneath Billy's fingers. And the words resonate through Billy's head, bringing back a hundred old fears that had haunted him since the day Cassie and Jonas died.]

Wh... dead? She can't... no way... Wanda?

[Mom?]

Tell me you're joking, Tommy...

[mph]

Does it look like I'm fucking joking??

[ He's not sure if he's speaking slowly enough to be understood, and he doesn't care. Not right now, when he's still reeling. He groans and presses his palms into his eyes. He sways and sits down on Billy's bed; this isn't any sort of time to be asking for permission. ]

I just went over there, and they tried to sit me down and tell me, like I couldn't tell the second they looked at me that something was up.