Jun 28, 2016
“I don’t care if you don’t want my help, I’ll do it anyways.”
@ncncredentem
He’s just sober enough that what he means to be an exasperated sigh comes out as just that, though his slurred speech is far less precise.
“Th'hell’s it matter t'you, hm?” he questions, unfocused eyes managing to narrow in her general direction.
“S'a damn relapse. Happens. Or so m'told whenev'r it happens…”
Because this is what? Twice now? Three times? He’s lost count. Hell. This time he can’t even blame Walker. Just himself.
“Jus'… Jus’ leave me alone. M'better tha'way. S'better f'you. I’m'a d'saster waiting'a happen…”