[ Beggars certainly aren’t choosers, and today, even though he doesn’t want to be, Tony is very definitely a beggar.
It feels like he’s been in the cell for years. He hasn’t been, but it’s small and dark, the temperature is poorly regulated, and the air is stale. It reminds him of Afghanistan, of the cave and a rusty old car battery hooked up to his chest by kinked, fraying wires. He hasn’t been sleeping, he doesn’t want to deal with the nightmares, and he’s tired. So very, very tired.
When the door opens, he blinks bleary eyes at the figure standing in the doorway. He wonders if it’s a hallucination brought on by sleep deprivation. He realizes that at this point, he doesn’t care. ]
The one and only.
[ He has no idea who he’s looking at, but whoever it is isn’t one of his captors. That’s good enough for him. ]
Just passing through or you dropping by to hang out?
excellent!
It feels like he’s been in the cell for years. He hasn’t been, but it’s small and dark, the temperature is poorly regulated, and the air is stale. It reminds him of Afghanistan, of the cave and a rusty old car battery hooked up to his chest by kinked, fraying wires. He hasn’t been sleeping, he doesn’t want to deal with the nightmares, and he’s tired. So very, very tired.
When the door opens, he blinks bleary eyes at the figure standing in the doorway. He wonders if it’s a hallucination brought on by sleep deprivation. He realizes that at this point, he doesn’t care. ]
The one and only.
[ He has no idea who he’s looking at, but whoever it is isn’t one of his captors. That’s good enough for him. ]
Just passing through or you dropping by to hang out?