[Peter followed with a dry smirk, a lift of an eyebrow, trying to regain some of the usual banter, the bullshit that flowed from one boy to the other and back again. Trying to focus on that and not the fact that Roman might be dying. That after losing so much it might not be fucking enough.
He nods, grabbing a second beer out of the fridge before closing it with a tilt of his hip. He handed one to Roman after popping them both open -- they were Lynda's stash, glass bottles, slightly better than the pisswater he kept in the fridge by the hammock.]
Wanna watch a movie or something?
[Anything to keep the both of them from thinking about what Peter wasn't talking about.]
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Date: 2014-08-12 06:50 pm (UTC)[Peter followed with a dry smirk, a lift of an eyebrow, trying to regain some of the usual banter, the bullshit that flowed from one boy to the other and back again. Trying to focus on that and not the fact that Roman might be dying. That after losing so much it might not be fucking enough.
He nods, grabbing a second beer out of the fridge before closing it with a tilt of his hip. He handed one to Roman after popping them both open -- they were Lynda's stash, glass bottles, slightly better than the pisswater he kept in the fridge by the hammock.]
Wanna watch a movie or something?
[Anything to keep the both of them from thinking about what Peter wasn't talking about.]