3 Works in Paul Gray/Jim Root
Work goes normally, business- or lack thereof- as usual. And it’s all the same for about a week. Nothing new, nothing exciting, nothing really worth getting out of bed for, but Paul still makes himself do so for some reason. So yeah, it’s all normal, all good, all peachy.
That is, until Paul drives past that “for sale” sign again for the 50th time and realizes that it’s not there anymore. But other than that, nothing interesting has really happened.
Jim's having a hard time forgetting the past in the months leading up to his wedding, and the healing process has been reversed.
So Corey suggests writing a letter to Paul, to formally say the goodbye he never got to have.
Honestly like it’s weird. It’s probably super weird how they just like be fuckin with doors open and shit. In a goddamn. Haunted house. But like, they’re recording, so it’s not like they’re all busy at once and especially when their producer is only there like once a week (which Corey won’t quit bitching about which is probably why Jim keeps being subjected to him loudly fucking Chris like at least every other day lately).
or, a notfic in which chris and jim do a weird pisces placement mind meld while they both get FUUUUUCKED
- Part 3 of dank polycule shit