hobblepot: (defiance looking up)
Oswald Cobblepot ([personal profile] hobblepot) wrote in [personal profile] flippin_peachy 2024-08-19 05:24 pm (UTC)

[A muscle flickers in Oswald’s jaw when Alfred drags his chair over. He stares him down with his one slitted, watery eye. And for how powerless he is to reach over and smash the table lamp over Alfred’s skull, there’s a look on his face that anyone would recognize as dangerous.]

Leave me alone.

[His new, loose clothes feel raw against his skin when he shifts, fighting every whining muscle in his body just to turn over. He squints against that sliver of light slanting through the curtains a moment. The sun is still shining at the window, cruel in its indifference. Time has stopped – and yet it hasn’t, somehow, for the rest of the world, everyone everywhere moving on without a missing a beat. Gotham moving on.

His thoughts drift to the fruit on the tray. He can’t remember when he last ate or what it was, or the taste of anything other than blood and bile. But he doesn’t think he can trust his stomach to keep anything down if he tried.
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