Date: 2013-07-29 04:10 am (UTC)
striker_eureka: (down; melancholy)
Hercules still wears the almost knee-high boots Chuck picked out for them all those years ago, and they can take up a fair amount of time, what with all those buckles and clasps. It's kind of a pain on the best day but right now? It's beyond him.

He stops abruptly when she kneels in front of him, staring at the graceful picture she presents, and wondering what the hell she's doing with him.

"Christ love," he finally mumbles, setting his elbows on his knees and dropping his face into his hands. "I don't know what I'm doing, I'm such a mess."
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