[ His hand find’s Quentin’s hair and gently combs through it. It’s the slightest bit greasy in the way that Eliot knows Quentin really hasn’t paid any attention to himself in the last few days, and he sighs once more, this time with concern. ]
You can’t only use work as a distraction. Think of something else.
[ And preferably not of the substance abuse category, but Eliot loves drinking and drugs so he would definitely be the biggest hypocrite if he said that out loud.
...though he’s still a hypocrite probably for thinking Quentin shouldn’t. ]
What makes you happy?
And don’t say it's nothing. There’s always something. I’ve seen you smile. You aren’t without joy.
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[ His hand find’s Quentin’s hair and gently combs through it. It’s the slightest bit greasy in the way that Eliot knows Quentin really hasn’t paid any attention to himself in the last few days, and he sighs once more, this time with concern. ]
You can’t only use work as a distraction. Think of something else.
[ And preferably not of the substance abuse category, but Eliot loves drinking and drugs so he would definitely be the biggest hypocrite if he said that out loud.
...though he’s still a hypocrite probably for thinking Quentin shouldn’t. ]
What makes you happy?
And don’t say it's nothing. There’s always something. I’ve seen you smile. You aren’t without joy.