rockymountaindie: (✈ don't want to go by the devil)
Alex Browning ([personal profile] rockymountaindie) wrote in [community profile] balance_logs 2019-10-01 04:23 am (UTC)

cw: just so much burns, emetophobia

Michael, god damn it-- [ If he could make a fist, he would. It's bad enough that Michael made a recreation of her, if he could stop mocking her, and his feelings for her, and--

Wait. Wait, he knows that smell. Alex's entire body goes cold, like ice in his blood. The grease underneath him? That spells bad. He scrambles, he rolls- but the cocktail lands right in the puddle, igniting and spreading to- shit, it's still on his leg. It's still on his arm, it's--

He catches. Without even meaning to, he lets out a horrible pained scream as he can feel his jeans (fantasy jeans, he's not...very good at this blending in thing-) start to melt to his skin. Tears sting his eyes and he lets out a hiss as he scrambles to a place not lit aflame. The fire casts lovely shadows through the fog; Michael can definitely see him writhe through it.

It'll take him a minute to get somewhere he can try to roll and put it out. The pain's so intense that he feels he's going to throw up. That's...severely not good, for him. ]


M-- Michael- Michael, please--!

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