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"Thanks," Paul said shortly, preoccupied with the pen and paper on the table in front of him, though he couldn't really help but letting a smile spread slightly over his lips.
"I'm drunk." John almost sounded surprised, as if this fact just occurred to him.
"How much did I drink?"
"I dunno. An ocean, probably."
John started giggling so hysterically he rolled off the bed with a loud thump. A moment's silence followed, then John said again as he sat himself up on the carpeted floor;
"Mhm?" the younger man answered, having barely noticed John's little accident.
"You're really pretty."
"You too, Johnny."
"I'm in love with you, Paul."
A warm feeling managed to cut through his focus at this, filling him up and causing a smile to sneak into his features once again, but not being drawn from his current occupation enough to think of a proper response, Paul just answered;
John fell silent again and the scratching sound of p
What are you?"Paul?"
"What are you?"
"What are you?"
"Well, John, I'm a human being, in case you haven't noticed, and I'm a-"
"No, no. Idiot. I mean, what are you?"
"I'm not following ya, darling."
"Well, okay, put it this way; are you my boyfriend? 'Cause that sounds bloody stupid."
"Err, I don't know, Johnny. You decide?"
"Hm Seeing as I'm in love with you 'n all, I suppose that qualifies you to being more than just me best mate, or 'some guy I occasionally shag'."
"You're most welcome."
"So, what am I then?"
"That's what I don't know!"
"How about... Lover?"
"Pfft. What are you, a girl?"
"No, I was thinking more like... Lover boy."
"Are you giving me your bedroom eyes, Paul?"
"Why, yes, I think I am."
"Well, stop it, they're distracting me. I'm trying to think here."
"It's hard, y'know."
"Well, let's just settle for boyfriend, then?"
"Do you want to be 'that guy I threw off the bloody balcony'?"
"Fucking hell, I was just kidd
The BeginningHe told them, of course. He told those idiots everything, the whole damn story, including the blunder he'd made, and its consequences. Looking back on it later, he realized he had probably been in shock the whole time. It made sense, anyone would have been.
Soph was about twenty years old, and he'd been that way for a couple of years already, ever since the Hoarde had started attacking humanity from the past. Every day that passed, they ate at another day in the past. It sickened him. Those creatures had absolutely no regard for proper time and causality protocols.
It didn't seem to affect anyone else that way, though.
The Hoarde was the result of a human creation, of course, like everything bad in the world, though no one else knew about them. Then again, no one else had undiluted access to the power of creation. Even he didn't know much about the Hoarde, only that they appeared through some tear in The Fabric of The World and started killing people off. They appeared at some point in
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