[ There’s a delayed lift of his head when someone comes out on the porch, a belated fuck is it Kon no I’m safe. Mostly safe.
He turns back to staring at nothing and sipping the steadily emptying bottle. It’s more like his head rolls back, tipping back as it turns when it absolutely doesn’t need to. He is not sober. When she leans against him, he sways. ]
If I say ‘m fine, are you going back in to report on me?
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He turns back to staring at nothing and sipping the steadily emptying bottle. It’s more like his head rolls back, tipping back as it turns when it absolutely doesn’t need to. He is not sober. When she leans against him, he sways. ]
If I say ‘m fine, are you going back in to report on me?