fresh-air-and-fire:
[Rachel groans when she’s done, stumbles towards Gabe] I’m sorry. [She hugs him tight, swaying on her feet] I wanna go home.
[Theresa stays quiet, letting them have their moment]
You really sound like it. *he wraps her up immediately, steady and solid tbh, at least for her rn* Yeah, c’mon, let’s get you back. *he rubs her back a little before pulling back enough to hand her a water bottle* This’ll help. I’ll call an uber.















