Mike nodded, more to himself than the other. Downs another bit of his beer and, for a brief moment, seemed to be thinking or rethinking something.
Billy was absolutely right. It means he can get the job done. Push forward. Be Brigg's bodyguard. Part of him, though, still wonders what would have happened if he'd pushed his problems aside and just wrote the test. He knew the answers, front to back.
"It is," he states. Not quite at ease. He shifts a little closer. Moves a little more towards Billy. Licks his lips and leans in close, but not too close, and drops his voice and volume as he gets in. He still looks like he's about to cry, thanks to the wetness still in his eyes.
"I just wish I didn't have to drag you down with me," he murmurs. Reaches his hand up, distracted, to touch at the collar of Billy's T-shirt.
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Date: 2015-07-20 11:14 am (UTC)Billy was absolutely right. It means he can get the job done. Push forward. Be Brigg's bodyguard. Part of him, though, still wonders what would have happened if he'd pushed his problems aside and just wrote the test. He knew the answers, front to back.
"It is," he states. Not quite at ease. He shifts a little closer. Moves a little more towards Billy. Licks his lips and leans in close, but not too close, and drops his voice and volume as he gets in. He still looks like he's about to cry, thanks to the wetness still in his eyes.
"I just wish I didn't have to drag you down with me," he murmurs. Reaches his hand up, distracted, to touch at the collar of Billy's T-shirt.