etherdragons:The Losers. A pile of forty-somethings sprawled across a bunch of ratty mattresses. L
etherdragons: The Losers. A pile of forty-somethings sprawled across a bunch of ratty mattresses. Legs and arms tangled in a mess. No clues as to where one person ended and the other began. It was like summer. Like being thirteen again and sleeping over at each other’s houses. Only a thousand times better because they could never get everyone together for a sleepover, not with how some of their parents were. He lets himself fall into the sound of everyone’s calm and even breathing, lets his eyes close as he picks out the specific patterns of each of his friends. Eddie, Bev, Ben, Stan, Mike, and Bill. Everyone calm. Everyone safe and alive. Commission for @drakarifire on Twitter. Excerpt from their fanfic, Sleepover -- source link