[will be will be will be. if we're going on will bes, oswald will be fine all of the time.] ...I have.
[it's weird, but. he doesn't want to believe that jack would follow him anywhere. jack's tugging him and oswald folds, eventually reaching what should be a locked door. oswald does try to open it though, twisting the doorknob and it
opens
and fuels an indignant irritation that makes him open his mouth to call someone's name reflexively - ("oz, i told you to keep this door locked if you don't want anyone else coming in!") - but nothing comes out. doesn't that just sink into his skin and make his irritation flare as his mouth snaps shut.
there's longing when it's the lights that greet him in the long hall that leads to the stairs near the end. there's an open space on the left and right walls, but he's not heading for the living room or the kitchen. he's making a straight beeline for the stairs and the bedrooms on the second floor, silently hoping that jack doesn't.. ask... about the lights.
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[it's weird, but. he doesn't want to believe that jack would follow him anywhere. jack's tugging him and oswald folds, eventually reaching what should be a locked door. oswald does try to open it though, twisting the doorknob and it
opens
and fuels an indignant irritation that makes him open his mouth to call someone's name reflexively - (
"oz, i told you to keep this door locked if you don't want anyone else coming in!") - but nothing comes out. doesn't that just sink into his skin and make his irritation flare as his mouth snaps shut.there's longing when it's the lights that greet him in the long hall that leads to the stairs near the end. there's an open space on the left and right walls, but he's not heading for the living room or the kitchen. he's making a straight beeline for the stairs and the bedrooms on the second floor, silently hoping that jack doesn't.. ask... about the lights.
oswald didn't think it'd be so bad.]