|Saint Andrew (first_called) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2017-02-23 22:45:00
|Current music:||The Fray - Hold My Hand|
|Entry tags:||saint andrew, saint padraig|
Who: US!Andrew and Padraig
What: We have to call in the big guns
When: Wednesday night
Where: NYC/Ireland (phone call)
Warnings: I doubt it
Ever since they had come back from Ireland, Andrew had hardly seen Patrick. He knew Patrick was almost certainly still in mourning, and he didn't blame him at all. But when a few weeks had gone by without even a phone call, he'd managed to talk his way into coming over to the house.
What he'd seen had really worried him. The whole place was in disarray, and Patrick himself had grown out a noticeable beard, and his hair was wilder than ever. It didn't seem like much of what he'd said was reaching Patrick, so once he'd left his brother's house and returned home, he ensconced himself in his study. If Patrick wouldn't listen to him, perhaps he'd listen to himself.