026 》sweet troubled man are you giving or taking?

[thering]

characters: Malcolm, Neal, Negan, Raylan, Doc
location: 1306 Phillips Dr
date/time: day 26 morning
content: the reset Playstation button was pressed
warnings: tbd

After the strangeness of the past two nights they were likely fully expecting to awaken in the same strange, different, not-so-new anymore places they found themselves in in the past two days.

Instead everything seems to have reset, again. The three permanent residents and two guests are back in 1306, exactly where they had been two nights ago. Malcolm was in his own room, Neal was in Doc's and Negan in Raylan's master bedroom. The two displaced cowboys are downstairs sharing one too-small couch, a night of drinking culminating in fighting over couch space and who gets to be the bigger spoon.

The fire in the fireplace had gone out and their Winter 2020 Collection of bespoke lanterns have vanished, but nothing else seems to be awry.

Comments

[vampirebats]

Well, now. That gets him to pause, giving Malcolm a look. "Well, I'm fucking touch for starters."

That might sound like a joke, but hey, he's actually kind of more serious than he wants to let on. "But first, we gotta see if any of us are finding a way home before I decide to start freeloading on some other world, right?"

[abrightboy]

"It's not freeloading when you're contributing. I don't think you could live somewhere and not contribute to it," Malcolm told him simply.

[vampirebats]

"You know... you're an alright kinda guy, Malcolm." He gives a smile before he reaches over to give him a pat on the shoulder.

"But you're right. I couldn't just sit on my ass all day doing nothing. Never liked it much."

[abrightboy]

Malcolm laughed lightly. “Well, you are too,” he said. “Sleep well when you go,” he told him, giving him a clap on his shoulder before heading for the stairs.