The Roof, Late Monday Night

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders wasn't as physically drained as Tannim was, but after returning from the Underworld he was emotionally exhausted.

Any recent attempts to cut back on the number of cigarettes he consumed went up in -- pun intended -- smoke as he paced the roof, trying to get some semblance of control back.

Actually, he was mostly trying to prevent himself from throwing up, or having a nervous breakdown, or completely losing it one way or another. He'd never had to help kill a friend before . . . even if it had really been a monster wearing a friend's face.

With any luck he'd never have to do it again.

[OOC: The roof is the place for emo -- and open.]

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"This is why I hate Mondays," Anders says pitifully. "Can I go get drunk?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"No," Bridge says. "We've got class tomorrow."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders gives him the puppydog face. "After that?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"If that's what you want?" Bridge says. "Yeah, we can do that."

At this point if Anders said he wanted a moon rock, Bridge would be commandeering a shuttle to go get one.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

And if Anders had any idea what else Bridge had gone through over the weekend, he wouldn't let Bridge do that. "Maybe. I don't know. I might just want to crawl under the blankets and hide. Or . . . go find all my friends and hug the hell out of them. After everything sinks in I'll probably change my mind."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge decides Anders could use a hug right about *then*, and so he goes to do just that.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders doesn't say anything for a moment. He just hugs Bridge back as tightly as he can. "Thanks," he says when he finally figures out how to get his voice to work again. "For watching out for me and everything."

It's all he says, but he figures Bridge understands everything he hasn't said.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I'll always have your back, dude," Bridge says. "And your front. And both sides. And any part of you that needs watching."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders just drops his head and laughs quietly. "Right back at you, Bridge-dude."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge smiles, glad he could make Anders laugh, even just a little. "I know. And that's what makes you the best best friend ever, you know."