Re: [sue/newt]
[By the time he opened the door to Newt's room at the B&B, it was clear that Sue had walked from the neighborhood to his door. It wasn't cold enough yet for him to be pink with the chill, but his hair was windswept, thick and static from living in the same clothes without a decent shower for almost two days.
He was sharp-eyed and wakeful - apparently the walk had shaken out most of the buzzed torpor of lying on the couch.] Hey. [Uncharacteristically serious, uncharacteristically weary, he laid down flat, face first, on Newt's bed.]