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[for Savannah]
Still cheerful from the news Jack and Logan had shared with him, Joe spent a good chunk of each day grinning like a bit of an idiot. He knew Logan had seemed a little uncomfortable when he'd mentioned that he knew Savannah and he wasn't sure if part of that was that she didn't want anyone to know. That was possible, though, so he'd tried not to say ( Read more... ) -
[Max - dinosaurs and other bad ideas]
This was a bad fucking idea ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
Hitching his bag further up on his shoulders, Joe crossed the rest of the distance between his place and Logan's, Ozzy trailing along behind him. In a case strapped on top of the backpack, he had his guitar, because if they were gonna write a fucking album, he was gonna need at least one guitar to get the feel of some of the stuff they were writing ( Read more... ) -
Dale
It was a lot of shit to take in ( Read more... ) -
Camping - for Dale
With everything behind them -- at least for the time being -- Joe had finally packed up his shit, looked at Dale, ordered him to pack up his shit and told Logan that they were taking off for a couple of days. Maybe even a week. It wasn't like either of them had any responsibilities that absolutely needed attending to right that fucking moment and ( Read more... ) -
[For Jack & Dale]
Logan's been shot.
There had been other words. Charlie had said other things as well; things like 'stable' and 'okay' and the right words people used to assure someone that the person they loved was going to pull through just fine, but Joe was having a tough time focusing on any of that. The only thing he could hear was, Logan's been shot.Fucking ( Read more... ) -
[For Casey]
Joe simply wasn't in the fucking mood.
It was one of those days when the island as a whole was pissing him off. People were pissing him off. No matter which way he turned, there was someone in the fucking way and no matter what room he escaped to in the Compound, someone was being loud, singing or talking or banging on the goddamn piano and as ( Read more... ) -
[Dale - post opposite!plot]
"Holy shit."
Opening his eyes and staring up at the ceiling, Joe didn't need to take a moment to wake up or think about the past few days. In an instant, he remembered everything he'd done, everything he'd made Dale do and every single flower chain he'd draped over his wedding guests.
Fucking wedding guests.Lying flat on his back in the bed, the ( Read more... )