"Let's watch some shitty tv or something." Johnny said, and reached for a bottle of water and took a long sip. He hated the aftertaste when he threw up on chemo days. This was ridiculous. When were they going to get Kreese and toss his ass in jail? Honestly. Johnny asked, "Could I have some saltines? In case I have to throw up again?"
He knew why Daniel had been reassuring him. It was to reassure himself, too. Daniel didn't know how he was going to get through this, Johnny was certain. He knew his husband. "Did I tell you Anoush called yesterday?" He asked, shaking his head softly.