Re: [Outside the Rec Center.]
Holly wasn't paying attention to where they were going. He wasn't even paying attention to the fact that they were going. He was just there, trusting Noah would take them somewhere it wouldn't be a big deal to hold his, Noah's, hand. It was kinda a stupid thing to need, especially since he'd managed to successfully maneuver 22 years of life without it, but, yeah... um, yeah.
He also wasn't thinking about the fact that he was overwhelming the fuck out of Noah over there. That would've required way too much thought outside his own head, and Holly was absolutely turned inward at the moment. "You know," he went on, his babble continuing, "there's this Twilight Zone episode called Twenty Two, right? And in this episode this woman has a nervous breakdown, and they send her to the hospital to rest. You know, a real hospital, because she was an actress and famous or whatever, and they said it was exhaustion because she was overworked. Anyway, she has the same dream every night in the hospital. Or, well, her doctor's say it's a dream, and she insists it's real. In the dream, she reaches for a glass of water, and it shatters. She gets up, and she sees a nurse outside, who she follows to try to get her to clean up the glass. The nurse gets on the elevator without turning around, and the actress gets on the other elevator. The elevator always opens in the morgue, outside room 22, where the nurse finally turns around and says, 'room for one more, honey.' So, they convince her, right? That it's a dream, and she's eventually released. Her agent drives her to the airport, and she's about to board the plane. When the stewardess turns to look at her, she tells her, 'room for one more, honey,' and it's the nurse from her dream. She freaks and doesn't board, and flight 22 blows up as it takes off." It was ramble. God, it was so much ramble, but it tied together in Holly's head, right? Somehow.
He wasn't expecting the Jeep to stop, and he looked around and saw nothing but trees. "Where-" Which was kinda aware, or more aware than he'd been for the majority of the drive, and Noah looked serious as he turned in the driver's seat. He nodded about the facility, because, god, yeah, he didn't want to go there. He absently scratched at his ankle, which required him to prop his foot on the seat. A twinge went through him, but, Holly barely noticed. "Yeah," was his response about his mom. Maybe that would look weird. Would it be borrowing trouble? He wasn't sure. He looked back outside, and he just pushed open the car door. No one was around, right? No one was around.