Eisen was used to winters and the toll they took on Rory by then. It was hard sometimes, seeing him get sick or sliding to get from point A to point B in his chair, but he it wasn’t enough to deter him from his friend. No, even with all the things Rory had seemingly teaming up against him, Eisen wouldn’t trade their friendship for the world. When Rory had started making his way across the slippery ground to get to Eisen’s on his own, of course it was his duty as a best friend to grab the handles and push. It would have been near impossible without his help, anyway. The sidewalks were a little slushy and not well plowed, and without Eisen there, even getting home would have probably proven difficult for Rory. He was more than used to Rory putting up a fuss by now, so when his friend had asked for control back, Eisen hadn’t hesitated.
The whole time, Rory had gone on a tangent as to the plot of Eisen and Leti’s roles in the play. Eisen turned toward Rory after tossing his coat haphazardly onto a chair beside the door (he had coat hooks, but he never used them), and smirked. “You realize that you just spent the past fifteen minutes explaining something that I’m pretty sure I already knew?” he asked, though he really didn’t care. “Not that I really mind, I just figured you should know,” he teased.
It was just the way things worked with them. Sometimes, when he didn’t feel like talking, Rory picked up the slack by filling would-be-awkward moments with chatter. Sometimes, the opposite happened. Eisen had a particularly exciting day, or wrote a particularly good song, and he chattered about it and Rory listened.
He watched Rory roll into the kitchen and kicked his shoes off, ignoring the mat he’d laid out in one of his more ambitious moments. Heading toward the mini fridge to grab them each a soda, he paused and winced when he wrapped his hand around a can of black-cherry soda. Caught. Not that he expected anything else from his best friend, but either way. “Nope!” he spoke with a grin on his face. “But it served its purpose, didn’t it? You’re here! Chalk one up for Eisen…for once…” he mused.