He says it distractedly, still watching him, looking for the last glimpse of green as the small lids close.
Almost fucked it all up Random, Jesus.
He sighs as he turns away, mutters a quiet, 'Sleep well, filho,' as he turns the light off and leaves the room. He'll work it all out later, there are other priorities now that's done.
A shower is the next order of business and then, drinking a lot - ten minutes later he's back in the living room, clean and in fresh clothes, picking up his glass in order to fill the last slot on the list with as much gusto as he can manage.
'Sorry about that. He wanted to know about the blood.'
Sort of true. He hardly wants to explain that he felt the need to be close to a toddler just then.
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He says it distractedly, still watching him, looking for the last glimpse of green as the small lids close.
Almost fucked it all up Random, Jesus.
He sighs as he turns away, mutters a quiet, 'Sleep well, filho,' as he turns the light off and leaves the room. He'll work it all out later, there are other priorities now that's done.
A shower is the next order of business and then, drinking a lot - ten minutes later he's back in the living room, clean and in fresh clothes, picking up his glass in order to fill the last slot on the list with as much gusto as he can manage.
'Sorry about that. He wanted to know about the blood.'
Sort of true. He hardly wants to explain that he felt the need to be close to a toddler just then.