Diego Morales is a leaky indie folk faucet. 💧 (morale) wrote in gooseberry,
Diego stirs, grimacing, but when he registers who it is, the frown melts into a soft, affectionate smile. His heart skips a beat. The night's been a blur, but Cecil's been in the back of his mind for most of it.
"Cecil." Diego tries to sit up, but wow, that's... hard. Damn. He grabs the arm that's touching him, and leans back against the log. "Hey. Why're y'still here?" And where's Levi? he almost asks, but doesn't. Close, somewhere, probably.