Oct 13, 2018
we all need a little help
closed thread with @booptheworld
Everything hurt.
From the tip of his toes to the crown of his head, everything simply ached. He laid in hid quarters, in his bed, curled among a whole nest of blankets. Fingers curl into the fabric, a feral growl ripping past his vocal cords.The lights are dark and the door is firmly locked, wanting nothing more than to be alone.
He even went as far as to turn off his phone, so he couldn’t get any messages, calls, anything. He knows he should go see Moira, but he can’t even get himself to move. It was like every fiber of him was on fire, anchoring him to his bed.
He just wants to be alone.
