[ wash trails after him a little awkwardly, hanging back just to close the door. it's a little strange interacting with any of them that aren't carolina -- north, york. people he knew so well and yet so much has happened. and then the mess of the dreams, that one week . . . talking it out is probably the right thing to do. doesn't really change that he doesn't entirely want to.
he sighs, kneading a hand over his temples for a moment before he moves to sit down next to him on the couch. ]
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he sighs, kneading a hand over his temples for a moment before he moves to sit down next to him on the couch. ]
It was a pretty shitty week.
-- You got out of it okay?