Thomas Julian Kemp (asterismos) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2013-04-20 14:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | jameson kemp, thomas kemp |
WHO: Jamie and Thomas Kemp
WHAT: Thomas talking about legal stuff, trips and then buttsex.
WHEN: Friday evening
WHERE: Their apartment
WARNINGS: Chatter about sex, but really not much.
Friday was Thomas' group therapy day and if he hadn't signed a damn contract with the place which handled his test, he wouldn't continue going. He knew it was good for him, he really did. But while his symptoms hadn't started, it was easy enough to ignore the fact that his life very possibly might be shortened dramatically. Except, of course, when he was sitting in a room with other people who had or would develop Huntington's and they were all discussing feeling their own mortality. It was pretty hard to forget the Sword of Damocles over his head when it was basically being shoved down his throat.
He arrived home around eight and dumped his bag by the door. Jamie was aware he was home late on Fridays now so Thomas assumed Jamie had fixed himself dinner, though sometimes his son tended to get caught up in things and forget. Thomas himself had eaten before the group session, but he figured it was a good idea to check on Jamie in case. He also had several things he wanted to discuss with his son.
And really, he just wanted to be cheered up. Jamie tended to do that pretty much always.
He knocked on Jamie's door and called out, "is it safe to come in?!"