#hurpcaleb

[averylhudson]

Text || Cavery

Caleb: Am I being a bad boyfriend? Am I a bad boyfriend? Am I a bad person? I think I'm a bad person. What if I'm not a good person? Jesus. Make it stop.

Avery: You're a wonderful boyfriend.

Avery: What do you need me to do that'll help?

[averylhudson]

Text || Cavery

Caleb: Avery...? Are you okay? Do you need anything?

Avery: What? I'm fine. Are you okay?

Avery: You're home now, yeah? Can I come over?

[averylhudson]

Text || Cavery

Caleb: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry you have to put up with me, and that now everything is shit, and I'm sorry. Maybe you're right; maybe we should break up.

Avery: Whoa, what? Where's this all coming from?

[averylhudson]

F2F || Cavery

As she had nearly every day prior, Avery took herself to the hospital as soon as she left work and wasted no time in getting to Caleb’s room. She was greeted happily by various nurses and personnel as she entered Caleb’s ward, giving them all a dimpled smile in return. Upon reaching his room she knocked softly on his door before peaking his head in--careful not to accidentally wake him up should he have finally been able to sleep. And.. Well, he certainly wasn’t sleeping. He was clawing at his face, face scrunched up in either pain or frustration--Avery couldn’t tell. “..Caleb?” Hesitantly, she stepped up next to his bed.

[averylhudson]

[Private]

@calebstjames:

No, it’s not. He’s been an asshole.

Maybe, but he’s laid off. It’s not worth it. Thank you, though.

[averylhudson]

Text || Cavery

Caleb: I can't stop it, Avery.

Avery: What do you mean?

[averylhudson]

Text || Cavery

Caleb: My nurse keeps asking when the "cute girl with the amazing jawline" is going to be back. She says you keep me calm.

Caleb: I think she also might be attracted to you.

Avery: Oh. Um.. Really? Why do you say that?

Avery: Tell her I'll be back around eight, and that she'll just have to keep you calm until I return.

[averylhudson]

Text || Cavery

Caleb: I'm sorry.

Avery: For what.