Glad that the majority of his wounds had been healed by Fran, and that the left overs were surface marks like little bruises or the small aches he could with, Reno was currently avoiding going back to his room. If Rude was there, it'd just be hours of not talking and staring at the wall in an awkward silence. He didn't feel like just sitting there and watching Rude brood. He was his best friend, his partner... his, well, his whatever and with his own stupid mistake (regardless of concussions) he'd ripped apart whatever friendship they'd had.
Sighing, and sipping his bottle of beer a second later, Reno was seated at the end of the hall upstairs, his cat curled in a small, scruffy ball on his lap. So, he was camped out on the floor? So what? It beat sitting in the quiet with Rude. In fact, he figured the cat was better company right now, even if it didn't have a name. It was his replacement partner for now. He was pretty damn glad he'd found it before they headed off to Dali.
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Date: 2010-01-20 02:09 am (UTC)Sighing, and sipping his bottle of beer a second later, Reno was seated at the end of the hall upstairs, his cat curled in a small, scruffy ball on his lap. So, he was camped out on the floor? So what? It beat sitting in the quiet with Rude. In fact, he figured the cat was better company right now, even if it didn't have a name. It was his replacement partner for now. He was pretty damn glad he'd found it before they headed off to Dali.