If they'd listen to my ideas, all these rooms'd be full of cotton candy an' puppies. Easy shit.
( unless they were murderous puppies. unless the cotton candy came from those little stands they have at carnivals and suddenly there were killer clowns wielding crowbars surrounding them in fun mirror houses.
if this place is going to listen to his ideas, he hopes it listens to the shit that comes out of his mouth rather than the ideas his head comes up with. or it follows vic here, because as messy as the titans can get, he can handle someone else's messed up shit. just not his.
as it is, he's pulling the door open. beyond it is another long pathway, and jason's pressing his lips together before he's yanking the door all the way open and letting himself in. they're already here, they've got shit to do, he may as well get it over with. )
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( unless they were murderous puppies. unless the cotton candy came from those little stands they have at carnivals and suddenly there were killer clowns wielding crowbars surrounding them in fun mirror houses.
if this place is going to listen to his ideas, he hopes it listens to the shit that comes out of his mouth rather than the ideas his head comes up with. or it follows vic here, because as messy as the titans can get, he can handle someone else's messed up shit. just not his.
as it is, he's pulling the door open. beyond it is another long pathway, and jason's pressing his lips together before he's yanking the door all the way open and letting himself in. they're already here, they've got shit to do, he may as well get it over with. )