[It's been... hell, being out of that fucked up suburbia. He'd been married before. He hadn't been against that sort of life with Becca. But she'd been a different case, someone who had made him better. Or fuck, maybe it's worse in a lot of ways. That's a mess of complications he doesn't want to get into, least of all with his other marriage in this place.
It's not that he was avoiding Wynonna necessarily. He'd been too wrapped up in his own shite to see that maybe he should have fucking checked in with her before now. Before she's sprouted fangs and claws and started looking at him like he was a steak.
Not in that good way either.]
Now, what the fuck happened to you, love? Don't remember bites looking quite so dangerous with you.
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It's not that he was avoiding Wynonna necessarily. He'd been too wrapped up in his own shite to see that maybe he should have fucking checked in with her before now. Before she's sprouted fangs and claws and started looking at him like he was a steak.
Not in that good way either.]
Now, what the fuck happened to you, love? Don't remember bites looking quite so dangerous with you.