Thank you for talking with me, Mr. O'Malley. Enjoy your day.
[The available channels are myriad, like the deluxe package for most cable providers. There's no restriction on what Sean can watch while he's here.
It takes some time for Connor to get back to him, but he's at least energetic enough not to be monosyllabic, even though his heart sinks. It feels like Sean is just checking in out of some perceived obligation.]
Glad you two are getting along. I'm goung to be fine. It didn't get very far from the original wound so they didn't have to cut more than a little. Om painkillers and some local anesthetic still but tbh thus isn't any worse than the time I got stabbrd through the hand.
[Connor is just a little too out of it to care about his typos. He's annoyed at himself for letting himself get attached, and for letting this mess it up like he is. He wants to be better than this.
He doesn't realize how normal of a reaction this is to having betrayed a man that trusted him.
He's distracted by a thought, and he holds up the hand in question to snap a slightly unfocused pic, showing the pale pinkish scar that runs up part of his palm like a displaced life line.]
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3/11/18 13:35 (UTC)[The available channels are myriad, like the deluxe package for most cable providers. There's no restriction on what Sean can watch while he's here.
It takes some time for Connor to get back to him, but he's at least energetic enough not to be monosyllabic, even though his heart sinks. It feels like Sean is just checking in out of some perceived obligation.]
Glad you two are getting along.
I'm goung to be fine. It didn't get very far from the original wound so they didn't have to cut more than a little.
Om painkillers and some local anesthetic still but tbh thus isn't any worse than the time I got stabbrd through the hand.
[Connor is just a little too out of it to care about his typos. He's annoyed at himself for letting himself get attached, and for letting this mess it up like he is. He wants to be better than this.
He doesn't realize how normal of a reaction this is to having betrayed a man that trusted him.
He's distracted by a thought, and he holds up the hand in question to snap a slightly unfocused pic, showing the pale pinkish scar that runs up part of his palm like a displaced life line.]
I never told you abt that onr, did I?