( he's about to leave. say screw it, kavinsky can sort himself out. he tried, he dealt with enough of his bullshit. but instead of flipping him off and going back to whatever kavinsky was doing before he invaded in on adam's space he--

breaks. breaks and vomits into the nearest trashcan, leaving a disgusting smelling mess. adam waits until he's done until he opens his mouth and talks. )

I know. You were done and now you're here and still up despite all your best attempts to finish it.

( another breath, despite how much it fucking stinks. thanks k. )

Well congratulations. You're here now, not dead. Are you going to waste it?