01-23-2017, 03:37 AM
It didn't take Frank long when he woke up the next morning to get a bottle set up for Duncan as he sat with his son at his office desk, rocking him slowly with the bottle tucked beneath his chin as he held him carefully in one arm while he typed an email with the other. An email detailing his leave of absence and probable transfer of universities, the latter part struck him in a place deep in his chest and he almost began sobbing again right then and there, though he kept himself silent and looked down at Duncan as he fell asleep in his arm slowly. Was moving the best thing for them? Maybe it was. 'Don't worry, buddy... Don't worry."He murmured, even though it was more like he was comforting himself, until his phone vibrated and he even jumped a bit at the sound before hissing at the tugging at his stitches with the movement,'Damnit..."He murmured and panted softly, he needed more pills, the man picked up the phone and checked his notification with his free hand though with the sight of who the text was from he frowned for a long moment. Then sent,'No. I-'He deleted it, but then put the rest,'We're moving.'
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