Well the stockings are hanging
and the carols are playing
Santa is readying his sleigh, kids
lights outside shine bright
it’s a festive winter night
I have six open tabs about sewer gators but that…is unrelated
Season's greeting
happy holidays
pleasant solstice, let’s wait for the sun’s rays
May the next year bring
hope and better things
May you have a happy new year, next year
Huh. I have a sudden craving to replay oblivion again. It's kinda shit, but there is just something charming about it... I want to re-live the terrible voice acting and animation, general fantasy schlock etc
"YOU SHOULD BE DEAD!!!" The detective yelled at the old man standing in the doorway before him. Short white hair ruffled and messy, bruised and cut, the black leather jacket open showing the ripped flannel shirt underneath, jean ripped and torn and mud covered combat boots.
"It's going to take more than a that to kill me," the older detective chuckled.
"MORE! Than getting trapped with a god damn sewer gator!!" The younger one exasperated in horror and in his disbelief the albino nodded a smirk on his lips as he walked to the couch under the window flopping down exhaustedly.
"And if you don't mind I'm going to take a small nap," the albino said hiding his eyes under his arm. The younger detective just stared shock and disbelief still spinning in his mind; but slowly a smile crept into his face as he watched his partner sleep some how soundly.
(This is a short lil drabble for an original story I'm planning on doing.)