Damage control
After laying low outside of Trans for a while, El, Sands and Murdoc return and just do their damnedest to stay out from under Elise's radar. This plan is working out ok, aside from the fact it isn't much of a "plan" at all.
There are problems, though (aside from the obvious). From what Sands tells Murdoc about Stu's journal posts, the kid is real upset. As much as he hates to admit it in front of his teacher, this worries the shit out of Muds. He's not afraid that Stu will leave him, just that he'll hurt himself or get sick from not eating or something. He's been the cause of this sort of thing too much already.
Murdoc skates his fingers along the table until they bump the cool, wet side of the beer bottle and he grabs it, bringing it up to his lips. He slumps in his chair and combs his hand through his hair; fingers making it greasy over time.
"We need to... damn it, I don't know... We need t'tell Stu what's going on, or something. We can't just leave him wond'ring. Trust me. He'll lose it and he'll end up hurt. That's not fair."
There are problems, though (aside from the obvious). From what Sands tells Murdoc about Stu's journal posts, the kid is real upset. As much as he hates to admit it in front of his teacher, this worries the shit out of Muds. He's not afraid that Stu will leave him, just that he'll hurt himself or get sick from not eating or something. He's been the cause of this sort of thing too much already.
Murdoc skates his fingers along the table until they bump the cool, wet side of the beer bottle and he grabs it, bringing it up to his lips. He slumps in his chair and combs his hand through his hair; fingers making it greasy over time.
"We need to... damn it, I don't know... We need t'tell Stu what's going on, or something. We can't just leave him wond'ring. Trust me. He'll lose it and he'll end up hurt. That's not fair."