"Cas?" I call, sitting upright when I hear something shatter in the kitchen, "What happened, man?"
I cough out a laugh, a little knot of wariness coiling in the pit of my stomach when he doesn't answer. "You okay?" I ask, getting up and walking into kitchen to check on him.
He's just... standing there, horrified, staring down at his own hands, glass glittering on the floor at his feet. And his eyes...
"Jesus Christ, man," I say, stopping myself just short of hurrying toward him, because there's glass everywhere and my feet are bare. I reach toward him, instead, trying to get him to come toward me. "What's goin' on?"
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Date: 2014-04-18 02:09 am (UTC)I cough out a laugh, a little knot of wariness coiling in the pit of my stomach when he doesn't answer. "You okay?" I ask, getting up and walking into kitchen to check on him.
He's just... standing there, horrified, staring down at his own hands, glass glittering on the floor at his feet. And his eyes...
"Jesus Christ, man," I say, stopping myself just short of hurrying toward him, because there's glass everywhere and my feet are bare. I reach toward him, instead, trying to get him to come toward me. "What's goin' on?"