yeah, i wasn't that surprised either. if it was just will, maybe. but april's her own thing.
have you gone by to see her yet? [ rose, he means. there's a sadness in how things had happened with kanaya, and how she'd moved out, or more so, just didn't come back, as far as he'd known. seems like ages ago, now, and he feels a bit more like he understand it at this point. ]
pretty much the same as it did before. just glad everything's not on fire. you?
i havent been back to the house if thats what youre asking but we have spoken a few times
[ She's seen Rose once since she left her in the Hospital in January, fought down a panic attack through the whole thing. She can't imagine it was any easier for Rose, but some news just shouldn't be shared over the phone. ]
i should think it would encourage you to know that i also am not on fire some things have been on fire but we have put those out as theyve occurred
[ he has a really bad habit of being a prick when he's upset. chuck had to put up with it a couple times too. he'll feel bad for it once he gets home and sees grey waiting up for him. ]
[ Unwilling to make things worse for Thomas, Grey hides his worry away. Drew is the unfortunate recipient of most of it, but in the end, he can’t distract himself enough to accept that invitation until he knows Thomas is safe. So he waits, beside the cheeseburger bed, and looks up every time there’s a noise in the house. This is a terrible night. ]
[ thomas won't be showing up for a few hours, coming in some time around 4 or 5 AM likely, ragged running shoes dragging on the carpet, mind feeling numb throughout - something that took a long time sitting on the de chima subway, letting his thoughts run widely, until they finally fizzled into something managable.
he's planning to just slide into bed, not even bother taking anything off or get changed, and hope exhaustion alone passes him out. it feels like the scorch again - run and fighting and scrambling and just letting the weariness in your bones take over entirely the second you have a moment to rest. however, it's grey he finds sitting against his bed in the dim light of the room, as thomas stands still in the door frame. ]
[ Grey doesn't know how many hours pass. He doesn't really keep track of it. He was told Thomas was coming, and he is not leaving until Thomas comes.
So he waits, and waits, and then eventually, eventually, the sound is the right one, and he looks up.
He hasn't put the light on. It hadn't occurred to Grey; he'd grown up with the dark, and there's some deep-seated part of him that's still more comfortable in it. That face makes his eyes bright and wide, and rimmed with shadow because sleep is an impossibility tonight.
But the moment his eyes light on Thomas' face, the tension leaves his shoulders. He takes a breath, and his eyes briefly close.
He can't answer that question, so he just lifts his shoulders in an uneven shrug. He puts his hand on the cheeseburger bed. Is Thomas okay? Will he sleep now? Will he be safe? ]
this actually comes a good long while after she should have gotten out, backdated to like 8/27
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