Poorly-timed reunion [closed starter with graduatedbandgeek]
He could still hear the others yelling and shouting outside, but he did his best to simply ignore them. He wasn’t the leader, and the last thing that he wanted to was get bad with Lilly or Kenny–it seemed like a death wish to have either one of them pissed off.
When David mentioned college he chuckled faintly, “No, actually,” he said simply, “in fact, I’ve gotten used to eating once a day, if that. I’m a whole new man, David.” He wasn’t lying, but he wasn’t speaking all that seriously, either.
“It’s been tough,” he said with a shrug, “I guess I’ve gotten used to living this way, is all.” A crappy type of normal, but at least it was normal. He paused, looking David over quietly, wanting to think of something else to say.. “Been a while.”
Perhaps if Mark were to admit he had missed David, and the yelling outside of the molded walls stopped, David wouldn't feel as anxious as he did. The events prior to their reuniting had shaken the man quite deeply, and it did not take much to see that. "It...it has been a long time." He sniffed, looking down at his leg and half leg.
He reached out, fingers curling in the cloth of Mark's shirt, pulling the man closer and burying his face in the others chest. For a brief moment he stayed silent, shaking only slightly until an audible sob escaped his lips. The action wasn't uncharacteristic of David, throughout college he had always been clingy, always needing comfort when he cried, even though he didn't cry often. The yelling definitely didn't help. "I really...really, really am glad to see you."
