Who: Shrooms, LSD What: Dragging him out Where: Their apartment When: Today Warnings: Drug brothers.
Tracer had tried to give him time. He knew that his brother needed time. But every hour he spent curled up under the bed was another hour he was closer and closer to slinking back into that white, cold emptiness than he'd tried so hard to drag him out of before.
So he crawled in under him after A Nook was closed up for the afternoon, and quietly laid his head against the back of his brother's shoulder.
"I know," He said quietly, sure his brother would understand.