Who: Lachlan & Patrick
Where: Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital
When: Saturday evening
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Pat watched as Lachlan dragged himself into his hospital room and slumped down into the visitor's chair closest to his bed. His best friend then proceeded to lean forward and drop his face into his hands, though from behind them came a muffled, "I'm okay. Jus' needa minute..."
"You look how I feel, darling," Pat returned lethargically. "You know, they won't even offer us a hard shot of vodka in the IV line. How rude is that?" His eyes didn't leave the top of Lachlan's head. "How are you really, Lachie? How's Tara and the babe?"