Re: [Drug] First Day

by **nocturnalie** on Fri Feb 24, 2012 2:57 pm

"It's all right," he says quickly, soothing her, or trying to. "You fainted. Just breathe." Then the orderlies hustle him out of the way so they can help Mouse back to her room. Snooze follows, hovering a few paces back, making sure she doesn't faint again.

by **freosan** on Mon Feb 27, 2012 2:49 pm

Mouse walks slowly, trying not to fall over so the orderlies can stop /touching/ her. She feels jittery and shaky all over, not just her hands now. By the time she gets back to the room she's almost breathing steadily again. They still hover around her and take her pulse and her temperature, and someone gives her a pill of some kind. She keeps glancing between them to Snooze, who's been kept outside the doorway.

by **nocturnalie** on Mon Feb 27, 2012 6:57 pm

Snooze doesn't know the protocol for these things, for what happens when someone collapses. He hangs around and tries to ask a nurse if Mouse is all right, but he merely gets shushed and told to wait while they see to her.

So he waits. He's more patient than he's been for years, jittering nervously outside her door, watching as they poke and prod her.

He gets a brief thought: it must be nice to have them worry about you.

Then he pushes it away. Mouse doesn't look happy; it must not be all that nice. He waits and waits until the orderlies leave Mouse be, and the nurse, too. Then he comes to the doorway proper. "Are you all right?"

by **freosan** on Tue Feb 28, 2012 2:23 pm

Mouse shakes her head, but says, "Yeah." She's mostly just glad the orderlies are gone, and embarrassed. She /really/ needs a fix, that'll set her straight. She's not supposed to be thinking that. "They said something about blood pressure." Snooze looks really worried, and she's a bit surprised. Sweet of him.

by **nocturnalie** on Tue Feb 28, 2012 7:42 pm

Snooze looks down at the unopened water bottle in his hands, then offers it to her.

by **freosan** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 7:21 am

Mouse takes it, but doesn't open it. "Thank you."

by **nocturnalie** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 11:02 am

Snooze bobs his head. "Of course. I suppose--I should leave you to rest, now."

by **freosan** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 2:43 pm

Mouse doesn't want to be alone, and she probably looks a little panicked, though she tries to hide it. "If you want to."

by **nocturnalie** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 4:34 pm

"Are you not going to rest?" Snooze had found that sleep was the only way he could escape the shakes and sweats and sickness.

by **freosan** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 4:52 pm

Mouse feels way too wired to sleep. Her brain's going around in circles, one thought after another in ways that don't make much sense together or separately, and her body is hardly under her control at all - just sitting still, she's shaking and tapping her fingers in strange patterns. "I don't - I just passed out, that's like sleep, right? I don't know. It's okay. If you don't want to be here."

by **nocturnalie** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 4:57 pm

"I could stay with you until you fall asleep?" Snooze offers.

by **freosan** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 5:02 pm

Mouse stares at him for a minute, then says something nonsensical, three different ideas trying to get out of her mouth at once: no don't bother, yes please do, why would you want to. "Uh. I mean. Yes?"

by **nocturnalie** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 5:05 pm

Snooze glances to either side, then comes into the room. He's likely skinny enough to perch on the edge of the windowsill.

by **freosan** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 5:09 pm

Mouse lies on her side on the bed, holding the water bottle in both hands. She still feels sick, even horizontal. "So. Worse than this, huh."

by **nocturnalie** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 5:10 pm

He nods slowly. "Tomorrow you will probably start sweating and getting angry at everything," he says bluntly. He can't quite remember how it went for him; the whole time was a blur. He's still angry at everything. He just manages to cover it up.

by **freosan** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 5:15 pm

Mouse almost laughs. "That should be fun." Not like she's a stranger to anger issues, these days.

by **nocturnalie** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 5:56 pm

Snooze smiles tightly. "Something like that."

by **freosan** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:04 pm

"I think I'd really like this bit to be over now," Mouse says.

by **nocturnalie** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:04 pm

"You and me both," Snooze admits.

by **freosan** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:06 pm

(Hmm. I feel like they might be done? Letting Mouse drift nervously off to sleep and so on.)

by **nocturnalie** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:06 pm

(Sounds good to me. Aw, how cute.)

by **freosan** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:12 pm

(Holding Snooze's water bottle like a stuffed animal. So adorbs. XD I hope Mitz is doing okay though.)

by **nocturnalie** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:12 pm

(He and Jerel are likely curled up in a corner somewhere.)

by **sinistra_blache** on Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:25 pm

(Probably angrily watching whatever is picked to be showing on the television, trying to figure out exactly how to get methadone in this place, who to talk to. Not looking forward to evaluations, which will be separate. And /really/ not liking the sound of group therapy before bed.)

by **nocturnalie** on Sun Mar 04, 2012 1:18 pm

After Mouse falls asleep, Snooze returns to the common room, to find another bottle of water. He still doesn't feel like drinking it, but, again, he just wants something in his hands and that seems to be just about the most innocent thing he could hold. Unless he starts thinking it's vodka. Don't think of it as vodka.

by **sinistra_blache** on Sat Sep 01, 2012 2:10 pm

Mitz and Jerel are, indeed, sitting and watching the television. Well. They're /looking/ at the television. Mitz is leaning against Jerel while he twiddles around with this fingers and occasionally jumps when someone moves too fast.

He feels bad. Sick. He's gone through withdrawal before but it was always because him and Jerel couldn't get any. There was always promise of more. Jerel made sure, or Mitz would make sure for Jerel. Now they have to go clean and somehow that's making the aches and the itches so much worse.

by **nocturnalie** on Mon Sep 03, 2012 1:31 am

Jerel's leg is jumping as he tries to focus on the television--it's some game show with flashing lights and noises and it should be pretty easy to keep his attention on it, but it's really kind of making him sick. He rubs his forehead--yeah, that's fever--and curls an arm around his stomach, and leans into Mitz as much as Mitz is leaning into him.

Snooze collects a bottle of water and keeps wandering. He's lost interest in cards, and there's no one who looks happy to talk. Not that he wants to talk--or maybe he does. The noise from another room draws his attention, and he ventures inside, to find the boy from this morning and another one who looks as pale and skinny and miserable as he does watching a television. Snooze scratches at his arms absently and hovers behind the sofa.

He's fairly sure the boy won't want to talk to him. But the noise and lights from the tv are kind of entrancing. They don't have to talk to watch tv, anyway.

by **sinistra_blache** on Mon Sep 03, 2012 3:05 am

The movement startles Mitz, probably a little too much. He's on edge. He looks around and sees the guy who sleeps next to where he sleeps, relaxes just a touch because Mitz recognises him, and then nudges Jerel lightly. He told Jerel about the guy, about how someone actually fucking talked to him and he managed to talk back for a second or two. He was really proud of himself.

by **nocturnalie** on Mon Sep 03, 2012 3:13 am

Snooze sees when Mitz notices him, and he offers something like a smile that may not be exactly a smile but it's pretty close. "Hello--I remember you, from this morning. Is this your brother?"

Jerel looks up at the guy, and then at Mitz. He nods. "Yeah, we're brothers. Who're you?"

"People call me Snooze," he says.

"That's a fuckin' weird name."

Snooze shrugs.

by **sinistra_blache** on Mon Sep 03, 2012 3:22 am

Mitz gives Jerel a Look, though to be fair Mitz wasn't the most friendly guy on the planet earlier either. He supposes he just had to get used to the idea of someone actually wanting to talk to him. Someone that wasn't a dealer or a cop, anyway.

"Muh-itz," he reminds Jerel, rolling his eyes. Their names might be theirs and they might be freakishly proud of them because they gave them to each other, but they're still weird. And Mitz doesn't really want this guy to be scared off. Too bad he can't talk. "J-j-jerel. Not b...etter."

by **nocturnalie** on Mon Sep 03, 2012 3:27 am

Snooze twists his hands around the water bottle, half nervous and half unable to stop fidgeting. "Your names are Mitz and Jerel? It's nice to meet you." It wasn't usually hard for him to make friends--or acquaintances, whatever--with people he met, at parties and in homes and such. But so much of his confidence had gone down the toilet the moment those handcuffs were on his wrists, and sweating out withdrawal in a prison cell hadn't helped that.

by **sinistra_blache** on Mon Sep 03, 2012 3:40 am

Mitz nods, smiles a little weakly, and tries to say the same back. He tries about three times, fighting with the words until he tires himself out and gives up. He looks, honestly? Distraught. He was doing so well.

He gives Snooze an apologetic look and then pulls his knees to his chest.

by **nocturnalie** on Mon Sep 03, 2012 3:44 am

The moment Mitz's knees come up, Jerel shifts slightly too, into his 'you'll have to go through me' position of protecting Mitz.

Snooze rocks back and forth on his feet, thinking, then smiles at Mitz again. "Can I sit with you?"

by **sinistra_blache** on Mon Sep 03, 2012 3:49 am

Mitz moves his head and blinks at Snooze. He nods, bewildered, and then glances at Jerel. He's still nodding.

by **nocturnalie** on Mon Sep 03, 2012 3:51 am

Jerel looks at Mitz, then up at Snooze, examining him closely. "Yeah, okay."

Snooze drops down at their feet, his back to the couch so it's not exposed to the room--he can't shake that habit. "Thanks."

by **sinistra_blache** on Mon Sep 03, 2012 4:01 am

Mitz mouths a quick 'thanks' at Jerel and then turns his attention to the screen. Before long, he's picking at his fingers again, chewing his lips and looking around him like a freaked out meerkat. But he's not totally unhappy about what's happening right now. He might have to ask if he can get a pen and paper, though, so he doesn't have to always talk through Jerel. Now that they're not high all the time, it'll probably get to Jerel. It'll make him mad.

Kinda weird that Mitz suddenly wants to make a friend in /rehab/ but what the fuck ever. Had to happen sometime.

by **nocturnalie** on Mon Sep 03, 2012 4:06 am

Jerel will probably get mad, but then he'll get apologetic and miserable, and then manic--he's going to be pretty bad with the mood swings. He's already feeling it, chewing his lips to pieces to shut himself up or settle himself down. He doesn't want to hurt Mitz, but he thinks he probably will. It'll be good if Mitz has someone else to spend time with if Jerel drives him off.

by **sinistra_blache** on Mon Sep 03, 2012 4:12 am

To be fair, Mitz won't leave or anything. Not if it's just random getting mad and mood swings, or because Mitz is leaning on him a little too much for talking and explaining things and the rest. But if he was really messed up somehow and needed a nurse, and if he went to Jerel looking for help and happened to get him during one of his moods, he'd go to Snooze. Maybe Mouse when he meets her.

by **nocturnalie** on Mon Sep 03, 2012 4:14 am

Snooze would be only too glad to help during those kinds of times. It'd be weird for him, actually being able to help someone, though.

by **sinistra_blache** on Mon Sep 03, 2012 4:27 am

Mitz would help him right back, if he's able. He'd like to be able. No-one but Jerel has never been able to count on him before, and he likes the idea. Getting his life together, being someone who can help. He just has to figure out how to get his life together, he guesses.

(Iiiii think I am going to bugger off and try to be a person of some kind. You should be sleeping, the Noc~ SLEEP GOOD WHEN YOU DO <333)

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