Take me away from the strangest places

[antiqueatrocity]

After leaving B, all smiles and sympathetic words in the kitchen, A falls apart.  The only room he's been in like that before was with Near, and that was so long ago--his hands are trembling.

A stumbles back into his shared room with Near moments later, still shaking, but trying to hold back the sobs--he really should have been stronger by now.

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[coordinated_n]

*Near is reading a braille book when A comes in. He smiles- can't tell anything's wrong yet.*

Welcome home.

[antiqueatrocity]

Y-y-yeah.

He shuts the door behind him with a soft click, trying to keep the waver from his voice as he leans back against it.

Y-you... how are you?

[coordinated_n]

I'm fine, what's wrong? Come here?

*Sitting up, putting the book aside and reaching out to him.*

[antiqueatrocity]

I just...

A loud sniffle, and he moves onto the bed, within reach.

It was really b-bad. That's all.