[oom] Dream A Little (Victoria Cays)

[justcallmefee]

Ramon had spent a week in the cells, and she'd visited him every day.  Security had let her through the barrier to check on him, but only for a few minutes.  It'd been enough to see to it that he had enough pills to keep him set.  And a book or seven.  (She knows he likes to read, even if he'd never admit it out loud

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[latino_menace]

He feels grey. The cells in Milliways are boring and he's had more than his share of pain to keep him company. The books, and her visits, have livened the days a little but the pills have knocked him out for much of the rest of it.

Now though, he's feeling a bit more alive. Just being in the sun helps. But things aren't right still and it's nowhere more obvious than in the lines on her face, the way her skin is pulled even more tightly than normal over her muscles.

'You need to eat something.'

[justcallmefee]

She turns her head, one finger lowering her dark shades so she can look into his eyes. A soft smile crosses her features.

"I had toast with coffee this morning."

That was hours ago.

[latino_menace]

'Then its time you had something proper.'

He's not...actually offering to make it, as him cooking would probably mean she carried on starving. But he won't stop nagging until she does.

[justcallmefee]

She reaches out a hand, the backs of her knuckles grazing down his jaw.

"Are you worrying about me over there?"