"Why are you judging me from all the way over there?" He sticks his tongue out at her, like the child he actually never stopped being. "Come heeeere." He waves one hand to call her over.
It's an act, really. Trying to cling to whatever sense of normalcy that he can in the middle of all of this change. And he needs the distraction, too. To keep himself out of his head, from giving up on this sobriety thing and dive headfirst back into all of the vices he's trying so hard to let go of.
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Date: 2019-03-15 04:46 am (UTC)It's an act, really. Trying to cling to whatever sense of normalcy that he can in the middle of all of this change. And he needs the distraction, too. To keep himself out of his head, from giving up on this sobriety thing and dive headfirst back into all of the vices he's trying so hard to let go of.