Sidetrohley Stories

[[ONGOING/SLOW UPDATES]] It was just a harmless experiment... right? Wrong. So, so very wrong. The experiment was far from harmless. And now, they're farther from home than they've ever been, with no clue how to get back. Or how to stay alive in this new, strange place ravaged by the living dead.

Pete is just a simple guy trapped in his own mind and constantly threatened by his own insecurities. Caged by the ordinary boredom of being a barista in a small town in the middle of fucking nowhere, things didn't look to good for him. Not until he met Patrick of whom he is convinced to be a literal angel. In the actual hell of annoying coworkers, alcoholic-friends, crowded parties, and intrusive thoughts the greatest light to ever find, could only be your personal angelic guardian. But how much can a hypothetical ethereal being make up for the damaged mind of one man? How do you cope with loving angels, lending shoulders to lost friends and contemplating the apparent healing power of time? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ T/W: Topics like suicide,overdosing, alcoholism, trauma and general self hatred will be talked about or acted upon during several occasions in this story, so read with an open mind! started: 17th of february 2018 finished: 22nd of march 2020

"Patrick, this is my asshole of a best friend that kind of has a way of words," Peterick AU.