@still-the-bad-guy.
“After being up this long I don’t even give a shit Prescott, just give me the normal dose. I don’t normally /need/ to take this kind of stuff.” He looks to Nathan, eyes beat tired, heavy bags under them. His glasses are off so his full facial features are in plain sight.
❛ ... do you know why you’re having troubles passing out? I mean, you look like shit. Is something up? ❜ though he still gets what hew as instructed to, only briefly glancing towards Jefferson before focusing on the task at hand.. probably spending more time on that than needed in hopes he’d get a response.












