[For the first time in awhile, in the warring mess of emotions bundled up tight inside his gut, sorrow isn't the first one that wins out. The self-loathing is still there, hissing and roiling, but something else breaks through. When Trey puts it that way, gives him that perspective...
It kind of pisses him off.]
If he was testing me, I guess I failed. Spectacularly.
[Cater takes a breath and sits up, patting Trey's hand in a quiet acknowledgment of thanks before its dislodged by his movement. He's still wearing the clothes Vil bought him when they were laughing and joking and flirting. All of that just to get here. All of it just to dangle him over a bunch of broken glass, see if he'd lose his balance.]
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[For the first time in awhile, in the warring mess of emotions bundled up tight inside his gut, sorrow isn't the first one that wins out. The self-loathing is still there, hissing and roiling, but something else breaks through. When Trey puts it that way, gives him that perspective...
It kind of pisses him off.]
If he was testing me, I guess I failed. Spectacularly.
[Cater takes a breath and sits up, patting Trey's hand in a quiet acknowledgment of thanks before its dislodged by his movement. He's still wearing the clothes Vil bought him when they were laughing and joking and flirting. All of that just to get here. All of it just to dangle him over a bunch of broken glass, see if he'd lose his balance.]
I must've looked pretty pathetic.