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She stood up and held open the door for him. "It'll be better for you to shower. You'll feel better."

2016-02-21 06:06:26

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It took him....a while, but he eventually got to his feet and stumbled inside, heading for the bathroom with his arms wrapped around himself, blood staining his shirt.

2016-02-21 06:09:05

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Ivory set a towel and a change of clothes outside the door before she moved to the kitchen to make him a hot cup of tea.

2016-02-21 06:12:57

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He stood still in the shower for about ten minutes. He didn't take off his cross. When he got out he tugged the clothes and towel through a crack in the door and returned to the kitchen, fully clothed. His hair was back to being curly and messy from drying, but his bangs were still over his eyes. He didn't want to be seen.

2016-02-21 06:16:03

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"Here." She handed him the tea. "Drink."

2016-02-21 06:19:45

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He took it and sipped, sitting down at the counter.

2016-02-21 06:20:13

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She sat on the counter, watching him.

2016-02-21 06:22:49

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He didn't say anything. He didn't want to. He just wanted to be quiet.

2016-02-21 06:23:07

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As did she. Words weren't needed right now.

2016-02-21 06:25:38

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He finished the tea and set it down on the counter. He brushed aside his hair slightly and looked at her with one scared blue eye.

2016-02-21 06:26:23

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She carefully took the empty cup and placed it in the sink. Washing can come later.

2016-02-21 06:28:42

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He still didn't want to speak. But he wanted to know if she was angry. ....he wished she could read /his/ mind.

2016-02-21 06:29:16

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Her face wasn't giving him any favors. It was filled with concern, and that was all that was going through her mind. Concern for him.

2016-02-21 06:36:02

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He opened his mouth slightly, closed it again. Then tried again. ".....are you........mad at?........."

2016-02-21 06:38:21

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....She looked down. What was she feeling? "...No, I'm not mad."

2016-02-21 06:39:06

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".....I know you said...you wouldn't mind...but....I......" His voice cracked. He felt like he was going to cry again just thinking about it. Horrible. Terrible. Worthless.

2016-02-21 06:43:54

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"We can talk about it later. Don't force yourself to speak about it if you don't want to."

2016-02-21 06:46:45

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"....." He went silent again. He didn't want to speak. Not for a long. Long. Time.

2016-02-21 06:47:53

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She set her hanx down next to him. "It's going to be okay. I'm right here if you need me."

2016-02-21 06:49:41

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He nodded slightly. He lifted his own hand slightly, and, shaking, he set it on hers.

2016-02-21 06:51:23

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"...Don't do something you're not uncomfortable with right now either."

2016-02-21 06:57:14

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He shook his head a little and squeezed her hand.

2016-02-21 06:58:26

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She slowly turned her hand over and squeezed his as well.

2016-02-21 07:04:10

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He just....sat there. Quietly. Until Madison got home from work. They had a short, silent conversation. His eyes widened, but he didn't say anything. He didn't touch him, just sat down on the next stool over and rested his arms on the counter.

2016-02-21 07:19:40

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They had time. Finally. And it had been too long. Honestly, they felt sort of horrible. If they'd just done this a few weeks sooner, Anndrea wouldn't have been able to do what she did. They opened the door that unlocked itself just for them and sat down beside Seculus on the couch. He gave them a sidelong glance, but didn't say anything. He hadn't for a while now. He let Madison or Lance know when he needed something. That was all. They placed a hand on his back, eye open, and closed the rest of them. A soft glow appeared around it as they began to do their work.

2016-02-21 07:37:41