Dreaded

"Ah, there, ya see? You know more than you think you do." Hunter turns and waves at the bartender, ordering the beer for Katie. 

Taking another swig of his own, he eyes Katie for several moments, still wondering what had been so horrible about her own day. He gives her a shrug. "My day was alright. Nothing short of boring, somewhat depressing and rather non-motivational." He grins. "But that's me every day." 

Shaking his head, he sighs, although his grin remains. "Ah. So you were avoiding me. I thought so. Don't worry about it though... I had it coming to me after I pulled the stunt of showing up at the Elite building. Wasn't the smartest thing I've done." 

He pauses as her beer comes before resuming the conversation. "I'm a bit surprised you're here tonight though..." He lifts one eyebrow in question. "Must have been some pretty hefty crap." 

Carson doesn't respond right away, but finally nods before picking himself up. Standing, he waits for Misty and takes her hand to lead the way to the bedroom. His balance seemed to have already improved. 

Sinking into bed, it isn't long before he has his arms wrapped around her from behind, holding her as if he thought he might lose her if he didn't. "I love you," he whispers. 

Having just managed to get to his feet with his one crutch and begin hobbling towards the hallway, Tal just about falls over as he laughs at Ryan's comment. "Don't worry," he calls back to her. "If I can't do this by myself, I'm in a whole lot worse shape than I thought." 

Thankfully he makes it to the bathroom and back without too much trouble, although the short trip in itself is tiring. Getting back to the couch, he has to figure out the best way to sit back down again, not really sure which position hurt the most. 

"Okay now that you have all that stuff, come here for another kiss," he teases. "I need some more motivation." 

Garret's walk was more tense today as he roams the garden area. It wasn't necessarily the safest place on the grounds, as there were cameras that swept this area, but it was one of the least busy as far as traffic and ears went. Today was a day of waiting for tomorrow, and he was already dreading it.

But dreaded even more was seeing Victoria today. She hadn't come to him last night, and while he'd heard nothing from Medridge, he hoped everything was alright and that she hadn't done anything foolish concerning her mother. He knew that she was smarter than that though.

Today he wanted to see her and he didn't want to see her, both. But he knew he had to, and he knew what he had to tell her. And it wasn't going to be easy.

Pausing by a rose bush, he reaches out and feels the soft petals. How delicate it was... just like life.