Thought We Both Could Use a Friend to Run To [Closed]

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

Howard forgot what it's like to walk slowly. Usually he runs, or keeps a quick pace to keep up with taller people always on the move, or jogs to work. He doesn't tend to amble, and he certainly doesn't plod.

But Orc's back now, and that, like many things, is going to have to change.

He should be happy. He really should. This is what he's wanted since showing up on this stupid flying space-wart, right?

And yet instead he feels full of static electricity. Like his body's full of twitches and impulses that go nowhere, glitches and short-circuits and bubbles in the tubes and a complete and utter impatience with the way Orc drags his feet as if walking through Elmer's glue.

And it bothers Howard that he makes sure he's out of arms reach before he gives an impatient huff and says "could you pick it up a little? My bones are fossilizing here, man."

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[iselldrugstothecommunity]

Howard has, many times. Never in ways to hurt Orc, always looking out for Orc's interests, but honesty isn't his strong suit. But he'll let Orc stay mistaken.

"So when I say things get better, why would I be lying?"

[paidinbeer.livejournal.com]

That was a pretty good question...at least to Orc. "I unno." He confessed feeling foolish which put an edge to his voice. He didn't like feeling as though he wasn't seeing something obvious. But the way Howard was talking it seemed like he should have obviously known all along there was no reason for Howard to lie.

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

Howard can tell from Orc's voice that he stepped out of line. He hands the bottle over to Orc with a sigh. He realizes that at the moment, he doesn't want to. Orc's going to be wasted as soon as all that booze hits his head.

"I'm honest with you, man. That's all I'm saying."

[paidinbeer.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." Was as much as Orc was going to agree with this entire discussion. The beer was already taking effect which meant he was relaxing, not as frustrated as he would have been. Howard had gotten him this far he supposed. The next bottle disappeared like all the others beer vanishing into Orc's stomach in just a gulp and a half.

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

"I'll find you a job, too. Something to do to keep you busy. And, um, you can come live in the Warehouse with me. There's lots of heavy stuff to drag around, right?"

And yes, Howard will be a little insulted if Orc doesn't want to help him. After all he's done.

[paidinbeer.livejournal.com]

"Work." He mumbled begrudgingly. Work was alright it was better then being bored, but he didn't much care for it one way or the other. Still work meant beer. And Beer meant not having too think about any of the things he was trying to avoid.

"Yeah, that sounds good." He wasn't about to thank Howard, but agreeing with him was a start.