James leans a little as they walk. "I don't mind having you along. It's a bit - the roommates are gone and my room is too quiet. Is there . . . anything else you haven't had in a while?"
It's a bit - he can feel his stomach sinking. R looks like he's feeling miserable and he smells like he was drinking. The - reassurances don't really work, do they? You don't tell someone you're fine unless you think they'd think you weren't.
"Had a bit of a cough lately, with the weather, but that's nothing new. I got a job? I mean - I got a job and they're paying me, and -" James trails off. "Let's get you in. Let me worry a little, and I'll worry less. I promise."
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Date: 2016-05-12 04:51 am (UTC)It's a bit - he can feel his stomach sinking. R looks like he's feeling miserable and he smells like he was drinking. The - reassurances don't really work, do they? You don't tell someone you're fine unless you think they'd think you weren't.
"Had a bit of a cough lately, with the weather, but that's nothing new. I got a job? I mean - I got a job and they're paying me, and -" James trails off. "Let's get you in. Let me worry a little, and I'll worry less. I promise."