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entrancelogs2018-10-12 12:56 pm
middlefinger) wrote in entrancelogs2018-10-12 12:56 pm
Entry tags:
Run, Run, Run Away, Lost, Lost, Lost My Mind; Closed
Who: Wynonna Earp and Dan Palmer
Where: The roof.
When: October 12th, evening
Rating: PG-13 at the most, I'm sure
Summary: Wynonna runs into Dan while having cold feet about her wedding the night before.
The Story:
I imagine your feet are colder than most
The words that Doc's mirror scrawled at her weeks ago haunts her memory now. It's true -- commitment has always been something that scares the shit out of Wynonna. She always thought a relationship would be like a cage and even though her relationship with Doc has been anything but that it's hard not to feel the walls closing in on her a little. Because this is big, one of the biggest things she's ever done and Wynonna is altogether too aware that you can lose the things you care about most in an instant. It has always been easier in the past to push people away, to ruin things before they had the chance to hurt her -- and the idea crosses her mind tonight.
She could not show up tomorrow, she could hide out until the wedding was over and Doc would hate her but it would be done with and she could -- she could do what? Go back to what she was before, a year ago? The idea doesn't actually sound all that appealing when she thinks about it.
Still, it's those worries, those innate impulses that leads her to the roof of the mansion the night before her wedding. She knows Doc is scared of heights and won't find her here. Not that he's looking for her. He had insisted they don't see one another the night before the wedding, just in case. He trusts that she'll show up even if they don't wake up together in the morning.
She's not sure what she did to earn that trust.
She's settled into a chair and drinking straight from a bottle of whiskey when she hears the sound of someone else -- she didn't expect anyone else to be up here so late at night but she supposes maybe a lot of people come up here to clear her head. At least, when she turns to see who it is, it's someone she generally likes. Dan.
"Can't sleep?"
Where: The roof.
When: October 12th, evening
Rating: PG-13 at the most, I'm sure
Summary: Wynonna runs into Dan while having cold feet about her wedding the night before.
The Story:
I imagine your feet are colder than most
The words that Doc's mirror scrawled at her weeks ago haunts her memory now. It's true -- commitment has always been something that scares the shit out of Wynonna. She always thought a relationship would be like a cage and even though her relationship with Doc has been anything but that it's hard not to feel the walls closing in on her a little. Because this is big, one of the biggest things she's ever done and Wynonna is altogether too aware that you can lose the things you care about most in an instant. It has always been easier in the past to push people away, to ruin things before they had the chance to hurt her -- and the idea crosses her mind tonight.
She could not show up tomorrow, she could hide out until the wedding was over and Doc would hate her but it would be done with and she could -- she could do what? Go back to what she was before, a year ago? The idea doesn't actually sound all that appealing when she thinks about it.
Still, it's those worries, those innate impulses that leads her to the roof of the mansion the night before her wedding. She knows Doc is scared of heights and won't find her here. Not that he's looking for her. He had insisted they don't see one another the night before the wedding, just in case. He trusts that she'll show up even if they don't wake up together in the morning.
She's not sure what she did to earn that trust.
She's settled into a chair and drinking straight from a bottle of whiskey when she hears the sound of someone else -- she didn't expect anyone else to be up here so late at night but she supposes maybe a lot of people come up here to clear her head. At least, when she turns to see who it is, it's someone she generally likes. Dan.
"Can't sleep?"