I'll believe in anything. [CLOSED // backdated.]
Characters: thewarisover and his not-dead best friend everyonecried
Location: Hughes' place
Rating: G. ...No, really!
Time: Evening, sometime after this exchange.
Description: Chinese take out and Big Plans, with some white elephants here and there. ALSO DERP I POSTED TO THE WRONG COMM BUT YOU ALL SAW NOTHING.
They weren't avoiding each other, not really - they couldn't, in fact, for very practical reasons. Both of them had been assigned to train the same batches every morning, and he knew, just as much as Hughes did, that he needed Hughes for DOGS and the Watch.
Beyond that, though, in spite of the things that had been said and NOT said, he couldn't not let Hughes out of his sight. Lost him once; couldn't bear the thought of it happening again. That sort of thing, sort of feeling, selfish as it was. He'd rather deal with the occasional white elephant wandering into the room between them than not see the man at all.
As such, Roy was heading up the stairs to Hughes' apartment with Chinese takeout in a bag on one hand and a briefcase full of his files on the other. He took one moment out to pause at the door and steel himself just a little before knocking.
"It's me."
Location: Hughes' place
Rating: G. ...No, really!
Time: Evening, sometime after this exchange.
Description: Chinese take out and Big Plans, with some white elephants here and there. ALSO DERP I POSTED TO THE WRONG COMM BUT YOU ALL SAW NOTHING.
They weren't avoiding each other, not really - they couldn't, in fact, for very practical reasons. Both of them had been assigned to train the same batches every morning, and he knew, just as much as Hughes did, that he needed Hughes for DOGS and the Watch.
Beyond that, though, in spite of the things that had been said and NOT said, he couldn't not let Hughes out of his sight. Lost him once; couldn't bear the thought of it happening again. That sort of thing, sort of feeling, selfish as it was. He'd rather deal with the occasional white elephant wandering into the room between them than not see the man at all.
As such, Roy was heading up the stairs to Hughes' apartment with Chinese takeout in a bag on one hand and a briefcase full of his files on the other. He took one moment out to pause at the door and steel himself just a little before knocking.
"It's me."