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Entry tags: | james, lloyd |
Wednesday 1/10/08
Who: James and Lloyd
When: Wednesday Afternoon
Where: Lloyd's Office
What: Therapy
James knew Lloyd didn't want to see him anymore, but that was a part of the reason why he was here. First of all, he wanted to piss Lloyd off, to hurt him the way that Lloyd had hurt James. Aside from that, he really did need someone to talk to, even if he wasn't sure that he would bother to talk to Lloyd at all anymore. He had heard about Fisher going out with the new guy on Sunday which had put him in a funk for the entire week, not to mention the fact that he was still here and he was still here, in this place, the last place he wanted to be, and still trying to internally digest his feelings about who he was, what he was, and now there was this. And there was that damn box. And it was easier just to focus on wanting to piss Lloyd off than it was to think about any of the rest of that shit.
Pale from not sleeping, for the first time in the history of having been here, James looked a mess. His hair was disheveled, and not intentionally so. His clothes weren't neatly pressed as they normally were, shirt only tucked in halfway and his jeans wrinkled. He let himself into the office without even knocking, moving to take a seat in the chair across from Lloyd's desk, leaning back, arms crossed over his chest, his gaze focusing upon a spot on the wall that held nothing of any particular interest at all. Clearly this was going to be a rather charming engagement.