[ They were meant to all eat together tonight. Meant to. As it is, Alucard got handed a whole lot of extra hours and Sypha’s out meeting with a group of speakers who are in town for a few days. Trevor knows when to accept that things just aren’t going to happen. It doesn’t need to happen. It’s more than enough that Alucard doesn’t have work tomorrow, than they can all just lie in bed together through the morning.
Alucard, on the other hand, does not seem to know how to accept defeat. ]
You don’t need to do this, you know. [ He puts down his knitting on the kitchen table and walks over, stroking one hand down Alucard’s arm until he reaches the offending hand and giving it a cautious squeeze. ] Nobody will starve if you don’t. Promise.
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Alucard, on the other hand, does not seem to know how to accept defeat. ]
You don’t need to do this, you know. [ He puts down his knitting on the kitchen table and walks over, stroking one hand down Alucard’s arm until he reaches the offending hand and giving it a cautious squeeze. ] Nobody will starve if you don’t. Promise.