Mar 07, 2007 10:40
Henry was a wreck. He sat on his bed, hunched over, trying to concentrate on his notes. His hair was falling out of the ponytail, and the shadows under his eyes betrayed his lack of sleep He'd been participating as little as possible in each of his classes, and had worn Edward's Darker Force costume to class on Tuesday, to disguise the fact that Edward wasn't there.
Henry wished he hadn't gone home for the holiday. Without the threat of Fandom's authority, Edward took time to do as he pleased. And among the things that pleased Edward, murder seemed to rank rather highly. Henry knew that he couldn't let Edward out again. Not until he was back in control of the situation.
This plan, however, was far harder to accomplish than Henry had thought. He'd gotten used to using the HJ7. He was addicted.
And now he was suffering withdrawls.
[ooc: That Henry's not doing so hot is free game, but the finer points are NFB due to distance and the fact that Henry's not talking. However, if anyone wants to stop by and talk, the door isn't locked.]