video. un: p.parker | the morning of september 20th (aka an epilogue to bad choices)

[madeupnames]

[There's a muffled and pained groan, one of a boy who has made terrible mistakes and is suffering horribly for it.

... And also a clear sound of someone sliding out of a bed and thumping on the floor — blankets and all, legs barely hanging onto the lip of the mattress.]


I am so, so sorry.

Comments

[madeupnames]

[Nothing like turning red-earred under the covers on typical a hangover morning.]

Oh man, thank you. I don't know what to say.

[11calls]

Say that you won’t go jumping off roofs while drunk and that’s all ya gotta do, okay. No more worrying everyone.

[Alex is just gonna nudge him with her shoulder at that.]

[madeupnames]

[He gives the best 3u3 smile he's got, Alex.]

I swear. No more drunk roof acrobatics.

[11calls]

Good.

[Alex gave him a grin, and then offered him a sandwich.]

Eat greasy food, it'll help.