Re: [in-person: holly & noah.]
[Okay, look. it probably wasn't the healthiest way to deal with stuff? But Holly felt better with Noah to concentrate on. I mean, he didn't want to deal with what was going on with him. Which, yeah, cop-out, but he needed to feel less raw to get there. And making Noah feel better? Was good. It was something good amid the bad, even if it did freak him, Holly, out in this big and bad way.
But, right, right, coat on his shoulders, beanie pulled over his ears, he nuzzled at Noah's still-red nose, and then he slanted his mouth over Noah's before addressing the bong suggestion. He kissed the guy needy and with a tug of teeth to Noah's already tortured lower lip, and his own skin was feverish warm when compared to Noah's cold, cold cheek and jaw. So, right, Holly broke the kiss and nudged at the guy, not wanting him to freeze.] Go. Weed and snacks and water. Now, go. [Another nudge, this time with the tip of one crutch.] And hurry. [Because, yeah, standing here? Wasn't going to feel great either. Better than walking though, so, yeah. Nudge.]