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[notsorude]

Today had been a long day, maybe too long. Rude had to drag his own partner out of the snow and somehow remain calm and professional about the whole thing. Deep down he was really worried, but there was no use in showing how he felt. For a split second he thought he lost Reno, and something inside him stirred up and couldn’t be calmed until he saw

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[boozeplz]

Grinning and batting Rude's hand away from his hair playfully, Reno was glad he had come to visit. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed that the bald man hadn't shut the door all the way, which was horribly tempting, but he wouldn't. He didn't have a reason to try and get out of this room when Rude was in it, and besides, he really didn't feel like trying to go fast with his ankle.

Speaking of which. It had gotten worse because of all the abuse it got in the snow, so the doctor had put it in a small cast instead of a split like he had before. It was bulky and annoying, but at least it didn't hurt unless he really tried to put weight on it. He'd tried.

Even if he told himself confidently that he didn't have any wounds from the botched escape, he did have a few scratches on one arm due to running into a pine tree (he didn't see it in the blizzard) and he was left without energy. Even after sleeping for so long after returning, it seemed like his muscles hadn't decided to wake back up yet; just that flail to get out from under his blankets had left him feeling weak and definitely not wanting to move.

"'m fine," He echoed, turning his body so that his back was to Rude, then flopping back so his head was in Rude's lap. Reno peered up at him curiously, tugging a few blankets around himself again. "Kinda tired. What time is it?" There wasn't any way to tell time in the solitary rooms, which was always annoying.