Re: [Cottage: Misha & Damian]
[It never did occur to Misha that Damian had maybe already tasted the white powder and was feeling better as a result, whether real better or perceived better. He trusted the other boy in the way of someone who hadn't spent the past decade 'round actual folks, and he just watched relieved as Damian arrived. His own hood was down 'gainst his back, and he was crossed legs and slouchy grey socks, and he looked at Damian with some real evident uncertainty. But, fighting past that, he held a hand out to the other boy.]