There was really no telling where the fuck Hunter went, which meant Roger had no way of discerning when he'd be back, but this wasn't a red-shirt-on-the-door situation. God no. If anything, the only thing Hunter would stand to do, undoubtedly, would be to break the tension. The bystander was every bit as deserving of sympathy. Some would argue perhaps even moreso. Roger wasn't one of those people.
"Have a seat," Roger said, waving vaguely at either of the beds. He hated the tiny space. At least his shitty flat was huge, even though it was literally nothing else.
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Date: 2007-12-29 06:27 pm (UTC)"Have a seat," Roger said, waving vaguely at either of the beds. He hated the tiny space. At least his shitty flat was huge, even though it was literally nothing else.