Prompt: 048. Drown Word Count: 114 Pairing/Rating: no pairing, PG-13 Warnings: ---
After Sam died, Nate was drowning in guilt. Maybe he could have done something. Noticed sooner that something was wrong. Put more pressure on IYS and Blackpoole to help Sam. Found more specialists to take a look at him. Every single accusation he could think of, Nate made against himself. And even if Maggie didn't say anything, Nate could see it in her eyes that she blamed him, too.
After Sam's death, after the divorce, Nate fell into a pit of despair and guilt. And instead of drowning in pain and guilt alone, he liberally laced it with alcohol, washing away the bitter taste of guilt with the even more bitter taste of vodka.
Prompt: 050. Stomach Word Count: 108 Pairing/Rating: no pairing, PG Warnings: ---
Parker let out a pathetic moan.
"It's your own fault," Eliot said unaffectedly.
Parker whimpered.
"Seriously, Parker. You shouldn't have had that last piece of pie." Eliot paused and reconsidered. "In fact, you shouldn't have had the last three pieces of pie."
"But it was chocolate raspberry pie," Parker said. "And it was all mine. I had to eat it!
Eliot raised his eyebrows. "That's not actually how it works, Parker."
Parker whimpered again. "I feel awful."
"You only have yourself to blame," Eliot said. "You're the one who ate almost the whole pie."
"Yeah." The ghost of a smile appeared on Parker's face. "Still, best birthday ever."
Word Count: 114
Pairing/Rating: no pairing, PG-13
Warnings: ---
After Sam died, Nate was drowning in guilt. Maybe he could have done something. Noticed sooner that something was wrong. Put more pressure on IYS and Blackpoole to help Sam. Found more specialists to take a look at him. Every single accusation he could think of, Nate made against himself. And even if Maggie didn't say anything, Nate could see it in her eyes that she blamed him, too.
After Sam's death, after the divorce, Nate fell into a pit of despair and guilt. And instead of drowning in pain and guilt alone, he liberally laced it with alcohol, washing away the bitter taste of guilt with the even more bitter taste of vodka.
Prompt: 050. Stomach
Word Count: 108
Pairing/Rating: no pairing, PG
Warnings: ---
Parker let out a pathetic moan.
"It's your own fault," Eliot said unaffectedly.
Parker whimpered.
"Seriously, Parker. You shouldn't have had that last piece of pie." Eliot paused and reconsidered. "In fact, you shouldn't have had the last three pieces of pie."
"But it was chocolate raspberry pie," Parker said. "And it was all mine. I had to eat it!
Eliot raised his eyebrows. "That's not actually how it works, Parker."
Parker whimpered again. "I feel awful."
"You only have yourself to blame," Eliot said. "You're the one who ate almost the whole pie."
"Yeah." The ghost of a smile appeared on Parker's face. "Still, best birthday ever."
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