Neil Edward Bernhart (neilbernhart) wrote in the_quarantined, @ 2010-01-13 14:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | neil bernhart, rating: pg-13, spider signor |
Who: Spider and Neil
What: Spider's awake. Let the bromancing begin!
Where: The refugee pad
When: Afternoon, January 7th
Rating: PG-13
Status: In progress
There were few moments when it became alarmingly apparent how effortlessly attachments could be severed in this world, and that was because Neil had stopped making them. He had the people around him, and that was it. Daniel and Josey were just people to him, but they didn't hold any true significance beyond their marketable skills. The only person left for him to care for outside the guarded perimeter of their tiny safe zone was Dave, but that man broke all the rules anyway. Of course he'd become an exception to Neil's pessimistic view.
It wasn't that Spider looked broken. What slid between Neil's ribs to rip at his heart was how Spider wouldn't wake up. He just stayed there, eyes fitfully rolling beneath his lids, trapped in some nightmare no number of covert glances on Neil's part could draw him out of. And that girl was always there, so it wasn't even like he could go over, grab his best friend's hand and demand he get the fuck up. So Neil was alarmed. Adrenaline had been replacing his blood for what, days? His thoughts were dark, darker than usual, expectations so fucking low the longer his friend remained under.
He was just coming in from playing watchman when the sounds of a cabinet bandit reached his ears. Neil kind of expected the chick, but when he saw Spider instead, he bolted through an emotional gauntlet to reach his friend's side. A hard, wet one was slapped to Spider's cheek as, injuries ignored, Neil brought him in for a beast of a hug. "Fuck you, trying to die on me. Jesus, good to see you conscious, dude."
Now would've been the time to untangle. He might've looked straighter with a fat one between his lips. But until you had a month to entertain gruesome thoughts of your best friend's death, you simply had no room to judge.