Fear

[lakesyaknow]

Waking up in a blanket drenched in blood is never an ideal way to come back from the dead, but it happened and with a faint electric jolt. He stirred from within the blanket but stopped. He was still weak, and even escaping from a wrapped blanket was proving to be worth a lot of strength. After waiting and resting some time, he tried again and

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[hoosier_state]

[And when a bomber hatted, scarf faced man shows up at his door, he's a bit confused.]

Umm... E-excuse me, Sir?

[Then he does a double take.]

2/3 oops I lied

[hoosier_state]

3/3

[hoosier_state]

[HE'S GOING TO HUG YOU TIGHTER THAN HE'S EVER HUGGED BEFORE.

Which honestly isn't much. He doesn't realize how weak you are right now.]

Oh my god! I knew it!

[lakesyaknow]

[ He smiles, albeit faintly, but that hug is needed, and he returns it as much as he can (which is weakly). The smile fades though and he coughs ]

Y-yer crushin' me! yer...

[ He squirms ]

Glad y-yer ok!

[devilwentdownto]

He might have seen Will on his way through, he might not have... but the man was passed out at the kitchen table, an empty bottle of Jack laying sideways under one of his outstretched hands. One can easily guess how he spent his night. He eventually awoke, gripping the hair at his temple tightly in an attempt to stifle the hangover by pure will and brute force.
...
That obviously didn't work.
Discovering the empty blanket in his living room area, however, did.
A panic immediately overcame him and he ran through the apartment searching for the man who had once occupied the blanket. He didn't find him but... Sven's coat and scarf are missing, along with a bomber hat.

So, still wearing the clothes he'd changed into after returning to the house, and in desperate need of a shave, Will makes a run for Indy's place.

Sven can expect a nice little panic attach when Will gets there too, because he's going to be pounding on that door.

[lakesyaknow]

[ Eli and Kenny were busy at the moment, so Sven cautiously decided to answer the door. Maybe it was because his mind still hadn't quite kicked in yet, but he opened it and eyed the other. This guy clearly needed help, but he didn't look like he was mad, just... scared? but certainly distraught... ]

h-hello?

[devilwentdownto]

He freezes, drawing in a shaky breath (especially difficult thanks to his still well... useless nose)
S-sven? Yer... yer alive. Try not to panic to hard when the man who smells like an entire bar scoops you into a deep hug.

[lakesyaknow]

Y-yeah!?
[ He's quite uncomfortable but he doesn't know what to say. He remembers the clothes in his house... someone obviously lived with him, but was it this guy? he's not sure, but he'll let him hug him as long as he isn't trying to kill him.... ]

[hoosier_state]

[A couple days have past by now. Sven is asleep, and Indy's just trying to get ready for bed.

Without Sven around, things get awkward quick. He wants, needs to talk to him about what happened but...

He rubs his black eye gingerly.]

K-Kenny? Can we talk?

[danielboonefvr]

Um... yeah. What's up?

[hoosier_state]

[He buttons up his pajama top and tries not to look at him.]

I'm so sorry for what happened. I did something petty and stupid and I ended up getting both of us hurt.

[danielboonefvr]

Indy... no, it's nothing... *have a very gentle hug* Don't be like that.