used to think so much about how I could justify giving trojan war characters scars and the logistics of how they’d get them in battle but then I realized I could give Diomedes scars that look a little like boar’s tusks and I never looked back

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used to think so much about how I could justify giving trojan war characters scars and the logistics of how they’d get them in battle but then I realized I could give Diomedes scars that look a little like boar’s tusks and I never looked back
15. trembling hands - Alex and literally any of his family
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15. trembling hands
“Hey, hey,” Alex settles next to his cousin on the uncomfortable intern lounge couch. “It’s going to be okay.”
“My dad is going to kill me,” Jackson mumbles. Alex frowns when he sees the tears falling down his cousin’s face. “I told him I quit drinking Monster ages ago.”
“Uncle Mark won’t kill you.” Jackson gives him a Look through his bleary eyes. “Okay, he won’t be happy, but he loves you. Aunt Addie on the other hand…”
“You’re so not helping right now.” Jackson’s trembling hand touches his forehead. “God, my head is killing me.”
“It won’t be so bad.”
“Caffeine withdrawal can last up to a week. I can’t be like this for a week!”
“9 days, actually.”
Jackson moans, covering his face with both of his shaky hands. Alex wraps an arm around him.
“Hey, I’ve been there, huh? Coffee was a bitch for me to kick, but I was able to do it. You’ll get through this.”
“You’re just gonna make fun of me the whole time.”
“Maybe. But, I also won’t go anywhere. Neither will your parents. I’m sure they won’t be happy that you lied, but they’ll get over it. Just give them those big puppy dog Avery eyes and you’ll be golden.”
“I’m too tired for puppy dog eyes.”
“Let’s get you to the bunks. You can take a nap before we tell them what’s been going on.”
Jackson just barely looks in between his fingers. “You don’t have to do this.”
“I know. But I’m going to anyway. C’mon, big guy.”
He helps Jackson to his feet, not letting go as he leads him out of the lounge.