i need you like a heart needs a beat
Chase is sitting at one of the tables in the lobby, looking worse than he has in a good while. It's actually his first time he's left his room since he last spoke to JD. He's nursing some sort of alcohol that is vaguely reminiscent of his past and he's not sure how many shots he's managed to take down.
He doesn't cry. But when he does and he can't anymore, he'll drink.
Sometimes, he'll drink to spark life into his numb limbs, he'll drink to do something other than think.
But today, he's drinking to Ben.
And it's horribly bittersweet.
He doesn't cry. But when he does and he can't anymore, he'll drink.
Sometimes, he'll drink to spark life into his numb limbs, he'll drink to do something other than think.
But today, he's drinking to Ben.
And it's horribly bittersweet.