ABBA’s so fucking depressing dude. Those lyrics? Yeesh.
[this is comfortable. Eddie’s shoulder is a little bony, a little awkward at this angle, but it’s comfortable with him also just there at the edge of his consciousness. a flickering little neighbour that feels like safety.
it’s real fucking novel, if he’s honest. he’s never felt safe before. let’s that one slip out before he can contain it. ]
I bet he’d like the Stones. Or KISS. Something he can dance to.
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[this is comfortable. Eddie’s shoulder is a little bony, a little awkward at this angle, but it’s comfortable with him also just there at the edge of his consciousness. a flickering little neighbour that feels like safety.
it’s real fucking novel, if he’s honest. he’s never felt safe before. let’s that one slip out before he can contain it. ]
I bet he’d like the Stones. Or KISS. Something he can dance to.