confiscated: (⇀ gathered by night)
Brooks Myers ([personal profile] confiscated) wrote in [personal profile] calloused 2019-11-30 05:45 am (UTC)

[Tate looks at the pasta and it's plain to see that he's got no appetite for it. But he doesn't push it away, but neither does he sit. He just kind of hovers, like he's evaluating his choices. If Derek hadn't asked him to eat, he would've already left the room. Instead, well. He quietly sits after pulling back the chair, sighing like this is a real big effort to be making as he picks up a fork.]

You better not give me food poisoning.

[He's still not eating, but - he's closer to it than before.]

You gonna eat too?

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