#mojavc 001.

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      he’d thought he’d mostly recovered from the ambush she’d rescued him from, but given his current position—clearly not. his intention had been to shave, but he only got past the doorway of the bathroom when wooziness overcame him and he collapsed. must have made quite the clatter, considering sheila’s now standing over him.  he adjusts his sunglasses and grins, ready as always with a joke:  ‘ don’t you think i look pretty curled up on this bathroom floor ? ’

        deacon strikes an exaggerated pose, tossing his head as if to re-situate the ginger ( and gray, though he’ll never admit it ) stubble on his scalp.

@mojavc​ liked for a lyric starter (accepting)