Rooms

[Fuzzy time. A day after this.]

[Locked to Sam A]
Hey, mami.

Who: Shane Alexander
What: a fucking narrative
Where: hotel stuffs, then Marvel
When: after this
Warnings/Rating: Alexander language

( Like twenty years were rewinded on some cheap-ass VCR, tape stuck and fluttering, lost, yeah? )

[After this.]

[Locked to Clementine M & Graham R]
fucking miss me?

[Locked to Sam A & Louis D]
how the fuck are you two or whatever? sorry I've been shitty, yeah?

[Locked to Joey A]
hey, shithead

[After this. A few hours later, since obviously he doesn't go straight home.]

[locked to gwen s.]

[...] Hey.

[locked to flash t.]

How's it feel to be out of the hospital?

[locked to mj w.]

Are you still m [Nothing sent.]

[Eddie N]
[The afternoon after this.]

Is it alright if I ask how you are?


[Bucky B]
How is your leg?


[Selina K]
[A day or two after this.]

You haven't called. Which means you've been to a doctor in your door and you're resting and your arm is healing well.