I used to think I could just disappear and have some normal life, but I guess the universe just has it out for me.

Current Status: Living in a cheap apartment in New York City and working a bar again. Not Bad Weather, but another one. Bad Weather somehow found a better-looking bartender while he was gone.

[I'll try to keep up on making intros for as long as I can. I also tend to follow back as well. I track the imnotsomefuckingpawn tag.]
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"You wanna know what’s wrong? I’m sick of being treated like I’m not even here! Desmond, do this! Desmond, do that! Desmond, you’d better figure things out because the sun is going to turn us all to ash and I know I was really nice to you but actually, I’m just another Templar plot-twist and, yes, I would like very much for you to be controlled by a magic space wizard so that you can murder me! So there’s you’re answer! I’m sick of being a goddamn pawn! I thought it might be different with you! I mean you’re my FATHER but it turns out you’re no better than the fucking Templars!"

"You wanna know what’s wrong? I’m sick of being treated like I’m not even here! Desmond, do this! Desmond, do that! Desmond, you’d better figure things out because the sun is going to turn us all to ash and I know I was really nice to you but actually, I’m just another Templar plot-twist and, yes, I would like very much for you to be controlled by a magic space wizard so that you can murder me! So there’s you’re answer! I’m sick of being a goddamn pawn! I thought it might be different with you! I mean you’re my FATHER but it turns out you’re no better than the fucking Templars!"