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entrancelogs2015-03-02 10:57 pm
imperfect_science) wrote in entrancelogs2015-03-02 10:57 pm
[ OPEN ] One step forward, two steps back.
Who: Carlos, his thoughts, and you.
Where: The roof of the Mansion
When: The night of March 2nd
Rating: PG
Summary: It's been a few days since his boyfriend disappeared from Wonderland, and Carlos is starting to realize that closed doors are a new theme in his life. Want to keep a sulking scientist company?
The Story:
Carlos has never been the kind of person that craves human contact the same way many other people do. He’s content to be alone more often than not. Do you know how much, important scientific work you can do when you have no close attachments to anyone? A lot of work. People are distracting as they are interesting- or maybe are distracting for that very reason. Either way, they tend to get in the way. That was how he’d felt about most everyone until a few years ago, before he’d moved to a strange town full of equally strange people. He’d fallen in love with one of those people despite every attempt not to. That very same man had been in Wonderland until just recently.
The door between their rooms is gone now, and it feels just like a bad joke. Why do doors keep disappearing?
Carlos had just gotten him back.
He sits on the roof of the Mansion looking up at the stars over Wonderland, not even pretending to chart the constellations overhead. There’s a lump in his throat and a gap in his memory that nags at him, its absence felt more keenly now than before. He might not remember, but the memories previously connected to the vanished one recall the shape of it, and they know that the occasion calls for some painful nostalgia. The Core has plucked the night on top of the Arby’s from Carlos's mind. That had been where, for the first time, Carlos had decided to give Cecil a chance. He'd taken a risk, let Cecil rest his head on his shoulder, and the two of them had looked up at the night sky together. It had been one of his fondest memories. But while that’s gone, he hasn’t forgotten what it’s like to have the empty space beside you filled up with someone who fits there perfectly.
Carlos might be content to be alone most nights, but tonight isn’t one of those times.
Where: The roof of the Mansion
When: The night of March 2nd
Rating: PG
Summary: It's been a few days since his boyfriend disappeared from Wonderland, and Carlos is starting to realize that closed doors are a new theme in his life. Want to keep a sulking scientist company?
The Story:
Carlos has never been the kind of person that craves human contact the same way many other people do. He’s content to be alone more often than not. Do you know how much, important scientific work you can do when you have no close attachments to anyone? A lot of work. People are distracting as they are interesting- or maybe are distracting for that very reason. Either way, they tend to get in the way. That was how he’d felt about most everyone until a few years ago, before he’d moved to a strange town full of equally strange people. He’d fallen in love with one of those people despite every attempt not to. That very same man had been in Wonderland until just recently.
The door between their rooms is gone now, and it feels just like a bad joke. Why do doors keep disappearing?
Carlos had just gotten him back.
He sits on the roof of the Mansion looking up at the stars over Wonderland, not even pretending to chart the constellations overhead. There’s a lump in his throat and a gap in his memory that nags at him, its absence felt more keenly now than before. He might not remember, but the memories previously connected to the vanished one recall the shape of it, and they know that the occasion calls for some painful nostalgia. The Core has plucked the night on top of the Arby’s from Carlos's mind. That had been where, for the first time, Carlos had decided to give Cecil a chance. He'd taken a risk, let Cecil rest his head on his shoulder, and the two of them had looked up at the night sky together. It had been one of his fondest memories. But while that’s gone, he hasn’t forgotten what it’s like to have the empty space beside you filled up with someone who fits there perfectly.
Carlos might be content to be alone most nights, but tonight isn’t one of those times.
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"There's a lot to get done. But it's okay to miss Cecil, too."
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“You know, you’re pretty sensible for a teenager.”
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He doesn't think he can understand exactly how Carlos feels--every person, every relationship, and every situation is different, after all--but he's got a good basis for empathizing with him.
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“But you’re still young either way. I don’t think I was near as level-headed in my 20’s, or that I would have been in light of…” he gestures around. “All of this. Wonderland’s chaos. The way it gives and takes so randomly.”
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