Try me. [cliff grumbles lowly as he climbs to his feet, beating ineffectually at his clothes in an attempt to clear some of the dirt before swiping a hand through his hair ever so slightly self-consciously in response to oscar's observation.
he doesn't make any move to introduce oscar's face to the ground as well though, despite his words.
and okay, so maybe the thing with the asshole werewolves had sort of been his fault, but literally every other single mess they've been caught in up til now had been entirely on oscar so it's not completely unfair that cliff can't help but blame him for this shit now.
yet cliff still comes back everytime, clearly he's got his own self-defeating issues to work through here. or maybe it was stockholm syndrome.]
Are we even in Podunk anymore? [because they're freaking underground right now, what the fuck? and none of this shit is looking familiar to him but oscar had gone on that whole alice down the rabbit hole trip when they'd split off that one time so maybe he recognized something.]
i wish i didn't have to tbh
he doesn't make any move to introduce oscar's face to the ground as well though, despite his words.
and okay, so maybe the thing with the asshole werewolves had sort of been his fault, but literally every other single mess they've been caught in up til now had been entirely on oscar so it's not completely unfair that cliff can't help but blame him for this shit now.
yet cliff still comes back everytime, clearly he's got his own self-defeating issues to work through here. or maybe it was stockholm syndrome.]
Are we even in Podunk anymore? [because they're freaking underground right now, what the fuck? and none of this shit is looking familiar to him but oscar had gone on that whole alice down the rabbit hole trip when they'd split off that one time so maybe he recognized something.]