|Saint Andrew (first_called) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2017-02-25 01:59:00
|Entry tags:||saint andrew, saint padraig, saint patrick|
Who: Andrew, Patrick, Padraig
What: This shit needs to stop
When: Thursday afternoonish
Where: Airport, Patrick's house
Once he'd gotten off the phone with Padraig, Andrew had felt incredibly relieved. Patrick needed more help than he could give him, and if this was going to help, he was all for it. He slept more peacefully that night than he had in weeks, and woke up refreshed. He puttered around his house all morning, not really able to concentrate on one thing for very long, until it was finally time to go pick up Padraig from the airport.
Once he'd gotten parked and entered the terminal, he had to check both his phone and the airport map (twice) to find the correct gate. Once he was there, he leaned against a pole and sent a text to Francis that he might be out of communication for a bit. Once that was done, all he could do was wait.