[Tim had kind of expected that they'd relocate outside to set the posters on fire, but apparently Majima was just going to grab one and light it the fuck up in his living room. He had weird fire powers so it was contained and everything, just. Also in his house.]
You're gonna set off my smoke alarms.
[Or, well, Jack's smoke alarms, and Tim was having a really hard time mustering up all that many fucks to give. He'd panic attacked most of his energy, he didn't have much left for worrying about whether he'd have to air the house out in half an hour.]
Here, hand me one. I've got a lighter somewhere, if my house is going to smell like smoke, I should at least, like, contribute to it.
[He dug around in the endtable drawer for a lighter; time to destroy some Hyperion propaganda.]
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Date: 2019-10-08 05:00 am (UTC)You're gonna set off my smoke alarms.
[Or, well, Jack's smoke alarms, and Tim was having a really hard time mustering up all that many fucks to give. He'd panic attacked most of his energy, he didn't have much left for worrying about whether he'd have to air the house out in half an hour.]
Here, hand me one. I've got a lighter somewhere, if my house is going to smell like smoke, I should at least, like, contribute to it.
[He dug around in the endtable drawer for a lighter; time to destroy some Hyperion propaganda.]