O LIGHT THAT FOLLOWEST ALL MY WAY, I YIELD MY FLICKERING TORCH TO THEE;

[catholicisms]

characters: matt, & other people
location: many places
date/time: first half of november
content: matt is doing things
warnings: i'm still hot garbage at this... and i'll add if anything comes up



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[catholicisms]

( oh steve... Matt does Not Approve, postdated.

the Incinvible is at least good for a meal, that's usually why Matt drops in. he's incredibly disinterested in cooking, even if he has enough basic skills to manage. it's much easier to stop in and get something already made, even if it's bound to be simple. it's still better than having to make it himself.

it's totally not Steve's fault, that the idea he was lost in the woods for weeks makes Matt's dumb catholic heart ache. his jaw tightens, a momentarily clenched line, and then it's gone. )

Be careful out there. Sometimes people that get lost don't come back.

( it's a pretty grim warning, but an important one. he's speaking from experience on this one. )

[fawcetted]

I heard about that. About people suddenly disappearing off the trails.

[ Personally? Steve's no fan of disappearing without a trace. Worse still, he thinks about what it'll do to Nancy and Eleven who are his only ties here from home. ]

It's not like I meant to get lost, you know? Those woods ... there's something really — really wrong about them.

[ Even without the everlasting darkness, the shadows in those woods felt a whole lot heavier, darker than the usual. ]

You ever been out there?