[ the longer he stands there with that open bottle, letting those fumes waft up into his face, the warmer he starts to feel. the scent clings to his nostrils — musky, spiced, like a cheap cologne, but also a little alien to him — even as he notes the way heat starts to prickle under his skin, david can't quite bring himself to close the bottle just yet. ]
Smells weird. [ it's an absent comment, quiet, more to himself than billy. ]
[ --shit. billy. david shakes his head, puffs out a breath with a deep frown as he tries to pull his shit together. this isn't-- whatever this is, they shouldn't be fucking with it. david doesn't know what it is, but he thinks about billy inhaling this shit and feels certain it's not good. ]
S'Clowns. [ nurse wouldn't be mixing up weird stinky potions and hiding them around the place, right? david corks the bottle-- god he feels fucking woozy. ] Don't, uh-- [ he backs up against the nearest wall and slides down it to sit. ] Don't mess with it.
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Smells weird. [ it's an absent comment, quiet, more to himself than billy. ]
[ --shit. billy. david shakes his head, puffs out a breath with a deep frown as he tries to pull his shit together. this isn't-- whatever this is, they shouldn't be fucking with it. david doesn't know what it is, but he thinks about billy inhaling this shit and feels certain it's not good. ]
S'Clowns. [ nurse wouldn't be mixing up weird stinky potions and hiding them around the place, right? david corks the bottle-- god he feels fucking woozy. ] Don't, uh-- [ he backs up against the nearest wall and slides down it to sit. ] Don't mess with it.