We can walk through Austin holding hands, and it won't even matter if anyone sees us. I can take you around to all the places I grew up, and you can get to understand my life a little more. I've never felt this way about anyone. It's like there's a rope attached to my chest and it keeps pulling me towards you. And it feels so right.
Time & Space pages 1-2 ( This is the start || ao3 (not yet!) || next )
Starts less than 24 hours after the death of Willy Stampler. With the job done, there's finally time to sort some things out. They just need the right amount of space.
plus some of the drawings i made while writing it! theres plenty more but id rather not spoil the chapter so soon. the boris drawing is all the way from march 4th and the last alice one is from less than an hour ago