Marcus Keane (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
pushbackthedarkness) wrote2020-04-14 05:55 pm
pushbackthedarkness) wrote2020-04-14 05:55 pm
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Marcus remembers a time when having nothing to do would have driven him mad with restlessness. He remembers days spent furiously sketching on canvas with charcoal, his hands black with it, feeling as if the drawings were the only way for him to get out the dark things that circled his soul. Waiting for another assignment had always been difficult for him and he'd had a hard time staying in one place.
At some point, all that had changed.
The day stretches out ahead of him and Dan with absolutely nothing planned. Sabrina has left for school, neither of them have any work to do, and Trass disappeared out the back door when Marcus rolled out of bed around six in the morning to let him leave. They're alone in the house now, having slept later than usual, and Marcus stretches as he comes out of the shower, his hair still wet, longer than it's been in some time, and dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.
"How do you feel about waffles?" he asks Dan as he passes the bed and pauses at the door to look back. "Once you're out of the shower, I'll have coffee ready for you. And waffles?"
Not that long ago, this life would have been impossible. He would have said he'd never be able to stand it. Now, he knows, how foolish and wrong he was. He's never been more content.
At some point, all that had changed.
The day stretches out ahead of him and Dan with absolutely nothing planned. Sabrina has left for school, neither of them have any work to do, and Trass disappeared out the back door when Marcus rolled out of bed around six in the morning to let him leave. They're alone in the house now, having slept later than usual, and Marcus stretches as he comes out of the shower, his hair still wet, longer than it's been in some time, and dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.
"How do you feel about waffles?" he asks Dan as he passes the bed and pauses at the door to look back. "Once you're out of the shower, I'll have coffee ready for you. And waffles?"
Not that long ago, this life would have been impossible. He would have said he'd never be able to stand it. Now, he knows, how foolish and wrong he was. He's never been more content.