[As soon as Wash sits, Tucker readjusts himself for the weight. It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter because Wash is going to die one day and if he keeps doing it, it'll be sooner than later. Church died too young, shouldn't have died so early.
Tucker reaches to grasp at the edge of his shirt at the waist, just between his thumb and forefinger, and turns to roll further onto his side and tuck his face against the pillow.]
Wash, I don't-- I can't wake up in the night to you dead. [Or show up to visit and everyone's at his funeral. Not again. Not a third time.]
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Date: 2016-04-02 02:59 am (UTC)Tucker reaches to grasp at the edge of his shirt at the waist, just between his thumb and forefinger, and turns to roll further onto his side and tuck his face against the pillow.]
Wash, I don't-- I can't wake up in the night to you dead. [Or show up to visit and everyone's at his funeral. Not again. Not a third time.]