But he's shoving things aside in order to get a bit of power behind a grin]
Right, right. I'll be up in a few minutes, then.
[Which is when he's reaching over to turn the video feed off, giving himself a moment to scowl to himself, to glower and get pissed. Not just at Charles, but at himself.
He's not an idiot. He knows, in his gut, that he's drinking too much. He just doesn't care. The ache and need to drink outweighs the glimmer of discomfort. And god knows drinking will get rid of it all together. But he has to be smarter, has to work, now.
Thank God he's getting a supply for his room, now.
Either way, true to his word, about ten minutes later he's leaning his shoulder against Charles' door-frame, rapping his knuckles rhythmically against the door itself.]
[Private]
But he's shoving things aside in order to get a bit of power behind a grin]
Right, right. I'll be up in a few minutes, then.
[Which is when he's reaching over to turn the video feed off, giving himself a moment to scowl to himself, to glower and get pissed. Not just at Charles, but at himself.
He's not an idiot. He knows, in his gut, that he's drinking too much. He just doesn't care. The ache and need to drink outweighs the glimmer of discomfort. And god knows drinking will get rid of it all together. But he has to be smarter, has to work, now.
Thank God he's getting a supply for his room, now.
Either way, true to his word, about ten minutes later he's leaning his shoulder against Charles' door-frame, rapping his knuckles rhythmically against the door itself.]