Adam clinked his glass against Jack's, returning the smile with a tired one of his own. "To good thoughts..."
Which was at least something, somewhere. He wanted good thoughts again, and wanted, even more, to just curl closer to Jack and see if maybe out here, with the lights on, he could sleep without worrying about the things hiding in the shadows or the dark pressing down around him, suffocating.
With a shiver that did shift him closer to Jack, Adam forced himself to take a few bites, mostly as his body demanded something, anything, to keep on going. He didn't taste much of it, mind still wandering over the story, over Jack's reaction, over wondering where they went from here and trying to push it back to something else, something easier.
A few more bites and he had to put the bowl down, fingers curling around the vodka glass instead. He took a long sip and let it burn, leaning his head back against the back of the sofa and closing his eyes. His free hand slid in a silent offer, to settle on the sofa next to Jack.
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Date: 2007-12-10 09:03 am (UTC)Which was at least something, somewhere. He wanted good thoughts again, and wanted, even more, to just curl closer to Jack and see if maybe out here, with the lights on, he could sleep without worrying about the things hiding in the shadows or the dark pressing down around him, suffocating.
With a shiver that did shift him closer to Jack, Adam forced himself to take a few bites, mostly as his body demanded something, anything, to keep on going. He didn't taste much of it, mind still wandering over the story, over Jack's reaction, over wondering where they went from here and trying to push it back to something else, something easier.
A few more bites and he had to put the bowl down, fingers curling around the vodka glass instead. He took a long sip and let it burn, leaning his head back against the back of the sofa and closing his eyes. His free hand slid in a silent offer, to settle on the sofa next to Jack.