Dark Waters Dark WatersDark Waters by ~Paniintodust
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Sent: 08/13/2012; 20:56
From: Joey Jordison
To: Wednesday 13
I know I haven't spoken to you in months. Last time I saw you, I said some stuff that... well, I meant it...
Something felt different tonight. At least how Wednesday saw it. Different in a good or a bad way. He wasn't even going to care. Also different from what? Different from different different or from different–?
"Dude, shut up, you're drunk"
Joey fell down on the coach next to him, nonchalantly dropping his legs across his lap and handing him another bottle.
"Well, screw you, 'cause I don't care"
Wednesday opened the bottle up and took a deep gulp from it. Sweet, sweet bitterness in his throat and lightness in his head.
"So tell me, when did drinking become a cri~me…"
"Never did," Joey answered, "but babbling senselessly because of it might just make the list"
"Yeah, whatever," Wednesday reached for the