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Alex. Bar. Booth. Book. Tea. Add some verbs an' stuff and you might get a full sentence, whee!
The mun blames the sugar-high for the incoherent.
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Nick, it's okay, I'm okay, I don't know what's wrong, what did I do?
He looks desperately at David, eyes widening when he sees the blood.
"David? I--I don't understand."
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"S'nothing. Minor... brain hemmoraging, I think."
He attempts a smile and just ends up with a bloody chin.
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Sorry, David.
He pulls away to look up to Alex.
"Can I take you...to my apartment?"
Not home. This is home. Their room is home.
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"Of course. Whatever... whatever you want. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."
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"No...no, Alex. Don't be sorry."
Just...
But he can't ask that. He can't do that himself...how could he ask Alex for it?
Just follow me...please...I want...I need you. In my bed. With me.
He stands and holds out his hand.
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"I love you. Always and forever, just like I promised."
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"Go, and feel better."
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Then he cries. Because there's not a damn thing he can do.