Dead Dreams
Title: Dead Dreams
Fandom: New Warriors
Characters: Jono Starsmore
Prompt: 84. Sad
Word Count: 161
Rating: PG
Summary: The New Warriors are just a dead dream now, and Jono isn’t sure what he’s going to do.
Author's Notes: I own nothing.
Jono sat back, looking deeply into the pint in front of him, biting his lower lip gently as he watched a bead of condensation roll down the side. Bloody cold American beer, thin as piss and just as pleasant to drink. He lifted the mug in a silent toast to Miranda and Vin, and the dead dream that was the New Warriors. With a sigh, he drank the thin cold beer as if doing so were an act of penance, an apology for surviving. It seemed appropriate.
“What am I going to do now?” he asked himself, flipping the collar of his coat up to better hide his face from the world. “What the hell do I do now?”
Fandom: New Warriors
Characters: Jono Starsmore
Prompt: 84. Sad
Word Count: 161
Rating: PG
Summary: The New Warriors are just a dead dream now, and Jono isn’t sure what he’s going to do.
Author's Notes: I own nothing.
Jono sat back, looking deeply into the pint in front of him, biting his lower lip gently as he watched a bead of condensation roll down the side. Bloody cold American beer, thin as piss and just as pleasant to drink. He lifted the mug in a silent toast to Miranda and Vin, and the dead dream that was the New Warriors. With a sigh, he drank the thin cold beer as if doing so were an act of penance, an apology for surviving. It seemed appropriate.
“What am I going to do now?” he asked himself, flipping the collar of his coat up to better hide his face from the world. “What the hell do I do now?”