Re: quicklog, vegas hospital (ocean's eleven): neil & mere
[A tiny, tiny part of him was strangely proud that he'd insisted on staying. It would have been easy to take her out and leave, run away and drown in booze again, but no, he was here. Neil decided he could stay for a couple of hours. This wasn't going to be the thing that killed him, after all. He hesitated when she asked him to come up on the bed, but after a second or two he nodded.] Alright. [He was careful, not wanting to hurt her after she'd been hurt so much already, and he felt a pang of regret that he hadn't been sober longer; this close, the booze would stink.
Next time. Maybe he'd do better next time.
He stretched out beside her, maneuvering a little so he took up as little space as possible.] Is this... okay?