Re: Mental: Holly W/Noah N
[The quiet was crazy unnerving after all that, like, just him and the buzz and the feeling of trying to shove everything he was feeling back into a box that was way too small. So, he shoved off the bunk, and he walked out to the guardhouse in a tee and fatigues. He had a camo shirt on over the white tee, but it was open, and WEBSTER was engraved on his nametag-pin. He flashed his badge, and he shoved his hands into his pockets, and he walked out past the guard station and toward the road, where he waited for the gates to open. It was dark out, and it was cold, but he wandered away from the facility lights, knowing Noah would be able to tell which direction he'd gone in. Emotionally? He was a fucking wreck. I mean, seriously, he was having a lot of trouble getting it all back in check. He'd been trying all day, so his concern about this 'project' wouldn't carry over to Noah, and now he just felt like a fucking idiot for worrying the guy. He knew Noah was having a hard time with the job thing, the town thing, and he'd just slopped this onto all that, and he was massively pissed at himself.]