[Please. Like Dave wouldn't know that face even without the telltale trianglasses. Especially with Dirk edging closer to Bro's age every day.
Dave only sees him out of the corner of his eye at first as he brushes snow off himself, and the glimpse nearly gives him a heart attack. Time stutters for a second and Dave's gone--but not like he never was. His footprints are still there in the snow, only slowly refilling as it continues to fall.
After a long pause, a voice comes from Dirk's other side, a safe distance away.]
I'm losing my fuckin' mind.
[Dave crouches where he stands and presses his fingers up and under his shades. Enough snow has gathered in his hair and against the dark fabric of his coat to suggest he wound back enough to watch Dirk watch him for at least a little while.]
WHERE MAKING THIS HAPEN...... : (
Dave only sees him out of the corner of his eye at first as he brushes snow off himself, and the glimpse nearly gives him a heart attack. Time stutters for a second and Dave's gone--but not like he never was. His footprints are still there in the snow, only slowly refilling as it continues to fall.
After a long pause, a voice comes from Dirk's other side, a safe distance away.]
I'm losing my fuckin' mind.
[Dave crouches where he stands and presses his fingers up and under his shades. Enough snow has gathered in his hair and against the dark fabric of his coat to suggest he wound back enough to watch Dirk watch him for at least a little while.]