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thisavrou_log2016-08-20 01:39 am
beautifulspaceraptor) wrote in thisavrou_log2016-08-20 01:39 am
You're always leaving me behind
Who: Nihlus Kryik and you!
When: Aug 20th at night-ish.
Where: In a broom closet.
What: Troubled bird teen.
Warnings: Teen alcohol abuse, abandonment issues, possible mentions of self-harm, racism, bullying, etc.
There’s a broom closet somewhere on the Moira with a lanky little body curled up in its darkest corner. Under the acrid smell of cleaning agents and dust, there was a thick haze of something sweet and distinctly alcoholic.
A few people have come and gone, opening the door, realizing it’s not the location they’d wanted to end up in and then closing it again, not noticing the still form mostly hidden behind a shelf.
This suited Nihlus just fine. He waits until they leave before taking another sip.
It’s probably not healthy for a teen his size to have gone through this much of the bottle.
Health is the last thing on his mind.
When: Aug 20th at night-ish.
Where: In a broom closet.
What: Troubled bird teen.
Warnings: Teen alcohol abuse, abandonment issues, possible mentions of self-harm, racism, bullying, etc.
There’s a broom closet somewhere on the Moira with a lanky little body curled up in its darkest corner. Under the acrid smell of cleaning agents and dust, there was a thick haze of something sweet and distinctly alcoholic.
A few people have come and gone, opening the door, realizing it’s not the location they’d wanted to end up in and then closing it again, not noticing the still form mostly hidden behind a shelf.
This suited Nihlus just fine. He waits until they leave before taking another sip.
It’s probably not healthy for a teen his size to have gone through this much of the bottle.
Health is the last thing on his mind.
head for another thread wrap?
"... Thanks," he adds softly after a moment, almost too softly to be heard, and there's something like apology under it. If Shep answers though, he won't hear it anytime soon, having drifted off into a deep sleep.
He's going to wake up to one miserable hangover.
We're on a roll
"It's the least I could do."
Leaning against her own pipe, Shepard stares into the dark, rolling her newly-discovered facts in her brain. She waits a little longer, until Nihlus the younger's breathing stabilizes, then starts carefully cleaning. By morning, there's no trace of the debaucherous evening, save the liquor replaced with several bottles of water, and a few tablets of strong, dextro-safe painkiller.