[CLOSED TO TYRA] Game moves are easier than this

Jun 27, 2009 00:00

Tim hovered in the doorway of Tyra's hospital room. He cleared his throat and scraped his fingers through his already messy hair. "I just wanted ya' t'know that I ain't gotta clue how m'supposed t'fix all this. I know I was an ass back at the cafe, and m'sorry for that crap. I just didn't know what I 'sposed to do. An' I still gotta clue how t'fix ( Read more... )

[place] medical centre, [character] tim riggins, [post] closed, [comm plot] house the first

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wannabeimprtant June 27 2009, 01:43:35 UTC
Tyra felt like shit, no denying it. The possible morning sickness was a lot worse than she'd thought, so it thankfully meant there could be no chance of pregnancy; Tim's, or not. She watched him a tired smile on his face, the apology something that did more than anything else he could have said. Besides, he was here. It wasn't like with Jason. Tyra had watched as Tim refused to go to the hospital for a long time. It just pissed her off more that it was Lyla to get him there. But Lyla wasn't here, and could just go fuck herself.

Tyra raised a trembling hand to push back her damp blond locks before holding out her hand for Tim. "I know... okay? I do. Ya don't have to be sorry. Ain't like either of us are built for it. Just stop hoverin', okay? Ya make me feel like a leper. There's a cheer here, so just sit down. Please?"

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texas33forever June 27 2009, 07:21:00 UTC
Tim hovered for a bit longer before moving into the room and sitting down. He sat stiffly at first, leg bouncing. "I hate hospitals," he mumbled. And he did. Everything about them, nevermind all the bad memories it brought up about Jason. He wasn't going to piss off and leave her, but he hated this and it was almost setting a panic through him that he wasn't used to. Damn hospitals and their damn needles.

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wannabeimprtant June 27 2009, 07:46:55 UTC
"I know, Tim, and I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Ain't like I was lookin' to get sick." She turned her head so she could look at him, and reached out for his hand, her fingers wrapping around his large hand as she tried to ground them both. "If I coulda just stuck it out at the Resort, I would've. I didn't know how to handle it when it just wouldn't stop, then the head spins, and... sometimes even I know when I gotta get help."

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texas33forever June 28 2009, 15:14:01 UTC
Tim nodded, his leg still bouncing. "S'alright," he told her. "So, ya' ain't pregnant or nothin'?" he asked nervously. It was times like this he wished he had Six's mouth. The QB1 always seemed to have the right words for any situation.

[ooc: Shit, sorry - again! Had a meal out on Friday night that about killed me! Back on the horse now!]

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