(no subject)

[revolver-kitty.livejournal.com]

Hey, Mother- Let's go to my room, I've got movies, vodka, and some of this-



Intel tells me it's good for this sort of thing.

[[For, but not entirely limited to eatenbykarma ]]

Comments

[eatenbykarma.livejournal.com]

That it isn't. [She actually smiles a little at that]

...[At that squeeze... well, she can't help but pay more attention to him anyway, now that he's here, but.]

It's been too long.

[And she wraps her arms around him, hugging him gently]

You don't need to hold anything back. If you're angry, or upset- you won't be any less of a man for it.

[ If only she could take her own advice.]

[revolver-kitty.livejournal.com]

Mother, I-

[smooths warbling from his voice]

I'm not the one trying to play stoic after something emotionally earth shattering. I know you were trying to be strong for him because he's so damn weak all of the time.

Nevertheless. What I've been trying to get to... What about your needs and wants? You do everything for everyone. This place is some sort of second chance. Embrace it.

Be selfish. [The end of his speech had the warbling fall back into it, much to his dismay. This is entirely private. So what if his mother sees him cry? He grips onto her, trying to stabilize himself.]

[eatenbykarma.livejournal.com]

[She only continues to hold him, for a moment, listening. It just.. wasn't as simple as giving him up. Giving up what she was used to. Surely, he understood that.

Maybe he did, too, but she wasn't about to ask him anytime soon.]

...Nevermind my issues, Adam. I should think you have your own to worry about- you do not need the additional burden of my own troubles to add to them.

And as for myself-- well. I can.. deal with them, when the time is right.