About fourteen days had passed since the second disturbance in scheduling, and having
noticed this, Destry had been taking full advantage of it for a couple of days, then later
figured out that the Dragon wouldn't be coming back. Not to say Destry wasn't pleased by
this though! The last note the man had left upon the latest meeting was absolutely
ghastly. It had perturbed him for almost three days, though he finally came to the
conclusion that his words meant nothing and was of no use to him, so he promptly
disregarded them and reverted back to his old ways. So, every twelve o'five became nap
time again and he no longer felt worried about getting disrupted from his well-needed
Today was no different considering this. After having cleaned himself up [from blood and
chemicals of course] and swallowed his pills, he'd curled up in the most comfortable
chair; his favorite so far, in fact! Except, he wasn't laying down this time attempting to
take his nap. He just sat there, his thighs pressing into his chest and his chin resting
on one of his knees whilst an arm wrapped around his legs.
Jeremy walked over, bearing a cup of coffee and handed it to Destry's free hand, only
letting go once he knew the other had a good grip on it, which, at his state, took a
second. "You look terrible."
"Thanks, just what everyone wants to hear..." Destry muttered in a tired voice, almost
unable to show any sign of sarcasm in it. He took a sip of the coffee, attempting to be
nonchalant about it but his hand slightly trembled.
"Sorry about that," Jeremy said while remaining expressionless. "But it's true, perhaps
you should just take the day off or something," The youth said matter-of-factly as he
stepped away from the black haired male and back to the counter. "You haven't even taken a
nap yet; I'm worried," he let the tease slide out.
Destry gave an annoyed expression but only sent it to the wall before deciding to join
the bantering. "Oh, marry, shut up. I'm perfectly fine. And I can't take a nap, I think I
lost a little more blood than usual," He hissed.
"Oh, that can't be good. That only furthers my point, Mr. Rapp."
"Shut up already. And cut that out, don't you have things you could be doing at the
moment rather than arguing with me?"
"Sorry, sorry, it's just too easy," But even so, it got quiet and Jeremy had made the
conclusion to merely leave him be for now. Clearly he was just a little more cranky than