After the Cure...

[withamagicword]

Billy is down by the lake, pondering his cure and wondering if the Door will open now. he is almost uncomparably bouncy and he feels like his whole being will shake apart, and so he is... well, skipping. It is a uncertain skipping and unsteady, but merry and his laughter riongs out often. It is a selfness that calls for interruption perhaps.

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[un_fallen]

It's a rather choked laugh, but it's better than nothing.

"Same here. You have no idea."

He looks back up at the bar, but going in right now to face all those people doesn't sound like the best idea. Not yet.

"Think I'll hang around out here for a while longer. Hope I'll be seeing you before too long."

[withamagicword]

Billy nods.

"Thanks, me too. Have a good night!"

And he is gone.