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Radek couldn't exactly define what he was feeling. He knew there had to be some decent English term for it, but the only one he could think of was 'like shit', and he figured he could do better. Maybe. If he tried. And he wasn't really in the mood to.
It'd been three days of avoiding his hut for everything except sleeping, and avoiding Jill entirely. He was sure she was doing the same thing, but he was exhausted, and he felt like an asshole. Because he was one, probably.
Radek was sitting on the beach, chin on his knees. He'd been wearing his jacket on and off since he'd left his hut without one, and he'd left it there today. If he'd been cold when he left in the morning, he didn't remember. The cold didn't really feel like much to him. He was well beyond used to it.
Radek had a head for numbers, a head for dates, and he knew it'd been a month since he'd first cooked her dinner. A month, and he was so quick to fuck things up.
He needed a drink.
((The company of anyone Radek knows would probably help right now. Also, anyone with alcohol would be considered a saint and appropriately deified, even if Radek has never been a Catholic. He'd ignore religious boundaries for the sake of alcohol.))
It'd been three days of avoiding his hut for everything except sleeping, and avoiding Jill entirely. He was sure she was doing the same thing, but he was exhausted, and he felt like an asshole. Because he was one, probably.
Radek was sitting on the beach, chin on his knees. He'd been wearing his jacket on and off since he'd left his hut without one, and he'd left it there today. If he'd been cold when he left in the morning, he didn't remember. The cold didn't really feel like much to him. He was well beyond used to it.
Radek had a head for numbers, a head for dates, and he knew it'd been a month since he'd first cooked her dinner. A month, and he was so quick to fuck things up.
He needed a drink.
((The company of anyone Radek knows would probably help right now. Also, anyone with alcohol would be considered a saint and appropriately deified, even if Radek has never been a Catholic. He'd ignore religious boundaries for the sake of alcohol.))