room 418: friday late late late night

[halfbad]

Nathan didn't know how he'd gotten back to the island. He'd been lost when he'd woken up, covered in someone's else's blood with very little memory of what had happened. He'd...he'd done it, though. He'd killed someone. A Hunter. They'd found him and he'd killed her and he didn't know if he should do something now

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[not_every_mage]

After the party, Anders was a little tipsy on punch that he might possibly have spiked himself, and a lot missing his boyfriend. He tapped on Nathan's door on his way down the stairs -- probably he'd be in the woods, but it would be ever so convenient if he wasn't.

"Oi, Nathan, are you in there?"

[halfbad]

Dimly, Nathan heard the knock and then the subsequent voice. He thought about ignoring it, pretending he wasn't there or asleep or something but didn't for some reason.

"I'm here," he muttered, voice rough from disuse and something else. Screaming maybe? Crying?

[not_every_mage]

Nathan didn't sound quite right, and it made Anders frown at the door.

"Did I wake you up?" he asked, uncertain, as he reached to open the door a crack. "You missed Alluka's party. She was trying to drown us all in chocolate."

[halfbad]

"I don't know who that is," Nathan said, turning onto his back so he could at least see Anders and not look too out of it. "You went to a party?"