The Life Of A Franz Ferdinand Reference

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//OFFICIAL TIGRIS//: Rowan has a jeep right??

//GLASIE//: yeah she does

//OFFICIAL TIGRIS//: then we don't have to supply transportation

//GLASIE//: ye

//ALEX//: hold on what about Nick

//GLASIE//: yeah should he come orrrr

//NICK//: I'll come do you really think I wouldn't

//GLASIE//: the thing is ur kinda

//OFFICIAL TIGRIS//: okay that's more stuff added to the list, like medical stuff ya know

//GLASIE//: ya

I was currently sitting on the mega couch we created in the small bedroom that Strawberry let us have. Alex was still playing mario kart with everyone else, and I was sitting with Nick. I didn't want to ditch him. He had to be "relocated" because of an incident with Strawberry flipping out about being pushed into oblivion.

"Hey Glas? Can I ask you something...?" Nick questioned me out of nowhere.

"Sure, go for it."

"Do you... Think I'm annoying? Like I'm slowing everyone down on the fantastic journey to Delirian fame... Do you think I should have just stayed at the hospital?"

"Why would you ever think that?"

"Glasie... You know why. Because Tigris is supplying medical stuff for me. I know I'm not doing well. And because Alex wanted me out of the band... I'm apparently just backups."

"Just letting you know that doesn't mean anything."

"What do you mean it doesn't mean anything?! I'm sitting alone now, well except for you, because Strawberry was getting 'too aggressive' and Rowan didn't want me getting even more hurt. I'm ruining other people's fun. You should be playing mario kart."

"No... I don't want to play mario kart. I want to be sitting right here next to you. You're not ruining anything."

"How are you going to go on adventures when I'm blacked out half the time?!"

"I'll stay with you."

"And I can't even manage to breathe correctly when not hooked up to this stupid oxygen mask."

"You're alive, and that's all that counts."

"But does it really? Or do you want to ditch me too?"

"If I wanted to ditch you I wouldn't be here right now."

"You're right. But this all hurts so much and I sorta kinda wish I didn't want to explore so much."

"It was sorta my fault. I made the cave wall crumble in. The only way out was up. You helped me conquer my worst fear."

"Yeah. I guess I did." Nick was blushing and as he usually did when slightly flustered he was running his hand up and down his arm.

Funny to think I fangirled over this just weeks ago, and now Nick was one of my closest friends.

"I'm glad you didn't stay at the hospital to be honest. I would miss you too much."

"It all just hurts more than anything, Glas."

At this point I slid like 6 inches across the couch and cuddled up against Nick. Maybe I'm getting repetitive, but like I said all those other times, I felt safe. As safe as I did in the cave, and in Rowan's jeep late at night when I didn't know if I could trust anyone. But I know who I can trust. It's Nick. And maybe Alex. Or possibly Strawberry. I don't know about Cassiopeia and Rowan yet.