Why? Might not have much longer. Should just get it alllll out and in the open, right?
[ remember: slightly intoxicated here. nothing that will stick with him for more than another hour or two, but enough to impair his judgment and thought process. and considering he was hardly even capable of getting drunk back in Fabletown, it was a unique experience he was being subjected to right now. the room was virtually spinning, and he was really hoping he wasn't bleeding all over the young woman's nice little bed.
it's a good thing she didn't have all too many roommates, at least. the idea of her getting in the bed with him for any reason was probably indecent enough.
as she starts unbuttoning his shirt, he tries sitting up only to fail. miserably. with a loud groan at that, shoulder trembling before falling limp to the mattress once more. Bigby doesn't seem to know how to comprehend the idea of her undressing him, but... well, it could have been worse? ]
I can't even use one arm, Ms. Elizabeth. [ he is able to note that she's actually concerned for him, at least. how sweet. ] You're on your own. Just rip it off. Fuckin' useless to me now anyway.
[ RIP THE BUTTONS OFF, ELIZABETH. DO IT FOR THE VINE. ]
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[ remember: slightly intoxicated here. nothing that will stick with him for more than another hour or two, but enough to impair his judgment and thought process. and considering he was hardly even capable of getting drunk back in Fabletown, it was a unique experience he was being subjected to right now. the room was virtually spinning, and he was really hoping he wasn't bleeding all over the young woman's nice little bed.
it's a good thing she didn't have all too many roommates, at least. the idea of her getting in the bed with him for any reason was probably indecent enough.
as she starts unbuttoning his shirt, he tries sitting up only to fail. miserably. with a loud groan at that, shoulder trembling before falling limp to the mattress once more. Bigby doesn't seem to know how to comprehend the idea of her undressing him, but... well, it could have been worse? ]
I can't even use one arm, Ms. Elizabeth. [ he is able to note that she's actually concerned for him, at least. how sweet. ] You're on your own. Just rip it off. Fuckin' useless to me now anyway.
[ RIP THE BUTTONS OFF, ELIZABETH. DO IT FOR THE VINE. ]