shit. no, he wasn’t here for that. he was there for the drunk people. and their money. it’s so much easier to take that from them in their drunk state than it already is when they’re sober. but he can’t just watch when someone’s getting harassed. especially not when their opponent is about six inches taller than them. & he knows it’s not his business & he probably shouldn’t get involved but he just can’t help it. so he pulls on that guy’s upper arm and tries to yank him away from the other.
‘hey, i think you were just told to fuck off, man ’
‘ you look so different in this light ‘ he said softly, voice tired but not so much as his deep brown eyes scanned the other’s features with care. rhett didn’t recollect having seen the other like this before, or at least, having ever paid so much attention. this was definitely new to him. he laid on the bed, eyes feeling heavy from the lack of sleep, still wearing last night’s attire as he rested his head over one of his palms while he used the other one to play with the other’s hair softly. ‘ aren't you tired?? i should go and let you sleep don’t you think?? ‘
Do you actually believe you want something other than the sinless, pure, and average life of the faux-idyllic? Do you think you strive for something you can’t settle for? Do you think you’re that extraordinary?