Who: Roy, Thea, Ollie? Where: Chez Queen-Harper When: Thursday What: Roy's coming back home. Warnings/Rating: None
Roy paused outside the apartment, looking like crap, honestly. He did still have his key, which he stood looking at, unsure if he should come back in or not. Would they be okay with it now? Thea had said so, but... He still sort of wanted to throw up before heading in and upsetting anybody. It had been a long several days, he'd learned a lot about himself that he didn't know how to handle, but...
it was still a little hard to take a deep breath and then let himself in, trying to force a smile at the same time. He looked like crap, admittedly, still wearing the jeans he'd left in, and a tshirt he'd been wearing since Sunday, with dark circles over his eyes, and he didn't remember his last shower, or if he'd had one or eaten in a while. Time had sort of blurred what with the nightmares and everything else, but...maybe coming back would be a step in getting help? It took another deep breath, then Roy was IN the apartment itself, coughing a little, to get their attention.
Thinking he might as well borrow a phrase that sort of fit the moment, Roy cleared his throat, the Tolkien phrase on his tongue.