[ if there was something weird about this, it was more so the fact that newt was starting to get his memories back than anything else. that's what has him concerned, because it'd been nothing up to this point, just his names, and simple objects, but no faces or people or traces of his past, like someone had run an eraser through his birth records.
the fact that he's currently sort of pretending to be married to alby? that's no big deal.
but, for a little while, he'd thought he was, in fact, married, that that had just been a fact of life WICKED hadn't taken from him, and he'd been sort of thankful for it, to have a little, nice thing in such a shucked up miserable life, but, like everything, it turned out to be fake, too. the feelings that come from that are confusing and frustrating and newt's really not complaining that they need to keep it up a little bit longer, to keep WICKED from getting suspicious.
he snorts, leans in a little closer to alby so they can speak quietly. ] Guess I did. Didn't realize I was proposin' ya bloody marriage.
[ that feeling of not right seems to sort of sit in his gut, churn endlessly in the back of his head, but newt tries to ignore it, reaching over and covering alby's big hand with his small one. ] How long you think the test's gonna last?
works for me!!! :3c
the fact that he's currently sort of pretending to be married to alby? that's no big deal.
but, for a little while, he'd thought he was, in fact, married, that that had just been a fact of life WICKED hadn't taken from him, and he'd been sort of thankful for it, to have a little, nice thing in such a shucked up miserable life, but, like everything, it turned out to be fake, too. the feelings that come from that are confusing and frustrating and newt's really not complaining that they need to keep it up a little bit longer, to keep WICKED from getting suspicious.
he snorts, leans in a little closer to alby so they can speak quietly. ] Guess I did. Didn't realize I was proposin' ya bloody marriage.
[ that feeling of not right seems to sort of sit in his gut, churn endlessly in the back of his head, but newt tries to ignore it, reaching over and covering alby's big hand with his small one. ] How long you think the test's gonna last?