shittyanimeshades: (Hm?)
Dirk Strider ([personal profile] shittyanimeshades) wrote in [personal profile] ichi89 2015-09-02 12:40 pm (UTC)

Night man.

[ Dirk smirked before moving to continue the dishes.

Slipping back into his own thoughts he sighed, hands moving on autopilot as he went over what had happened in the last twenty four hours. It wasn't long before the dishes were done, dried, and put away. Counters whiped down, and suddenly the entire kitchen was clean. It wasn't until he was opening the dridge just to stare into it that Dirk snapped out of his thoughts.

Damn.

He needed to stop doing that so much. Still he couldn't help it. He worried. Maybe a little too much. There was a time when he would rush in to danger and fight along side his friends.

But then he lost so many of them. They had failed.

So what was he supposed to do with that? He was part of doomed timeline, so doomed that the Darkness had taken his world. Okay so maybe that had nothing to do with it but still.

Sighing and closing the fridge, he hadn't really wanted anything out of it really, Dirk made his way to his own room. Peeking in on Duo as he passed he smiled and ducked back out. In no time he was flopped onto his own bed, shades on the nightstand and changed into some pajama pants. He laid there for a while before letting his body drift off into sleep. ]

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