drugs drugs drugitty drugs.

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(2Ds pov)

R had talked about how he remembered array when he was young and little pieces of the memory he had left, as we sat in the cafeteria. All of us were present, eating our slimy hospital food but Murdoc, Murdoc said he was going out to get "a shit ton of ibuprofen and Tylenol" I think this whole mess had gotten to him. It's gotten to me at least, but array seemed obviously phased by his death, although her emotions were masked by R's presence in her life again. 

R's clothing was returned to him, he sported a baggy white shirt with the print 'in gawd we trust' with a googly eyed George Washington on it, some baggy blue jeans with holes self inflicted scattered around, and finally his doc Martians polished but clearly not new. He looked like an American punk rocker. Which was strange to me, like this is England yet he looks like he's lived in an American punk house all his life. Perhaps that's just a minor detail in his whole atmosphere.

I studied his movements closely. I trusted him, but his past with array make me worry for her well being. He left when he was 12 and boom he's here and just I don't know. Array seems to love him, I don't blame her it is her fucking brother. "Oi, uh R 'ere did yew go, like afta you were a kid?" I asked, Array shot me a glance saying why did you ask that? But at the same time she was waiting for somebody other than her to ask. R scratched his head, "well, I uh. I went to black pool England. I worked as a dish washer till I was 16 and didn't have to live in the streets, cause we all know nobody, but somebody in black pool would hire a 12 year old. Once I was 16 I Got a job working on a cargo ship. My job left me in America, round Chicago, and I lived there. But I uh got quite bored and I moved back to Essex England. I could get into the rest but I'd rather not." He explained. My 'him living in America' theory was right, and I knew it was. R turned to Array who was sitting with her hands on her face, and asked "uh Array what'd you do, after you know." She seemed surprised by the question.

She cleared her throat before speaking. "I lived with mum till I was 15 and got kicked out. I then started dating nate a few years later. I ran away from all that, but as I was running away I got hit by a car, uh ova on 64. Anyways Murdoc was driving the car and there was Stuart in the passenger seat. I don't know if you've met Stuart before this R, but after you left he was my only friend." R looked towards me and then Array.

"Sorry to interrupt, but here is the medication for you." Shelley said. She placed the orange container in front of R. Array grabbed it and inspected it. She read the back "60 mgs per 2 hours, that's way too much. Like I take less for a headache." Array complained, considering how much I take for a head ache 60 mgs is too much within that time frame.

Shelley shrugged, "I told you heavy medication for him" she explained. She placed down a glass of water. "Here." R grabbed the container and glass. Array looked at him the entire time with her concerned face. He poped the pills down and doused it down with water. I guess I will get a small little itty bitty laugh out of him being shitfaced, just that bit of sweetness, because he abandoned Array. I still understood and felt towards him nicely, but I know these drugs are gonna fuck with him like he fucked up array's child hood. 

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I high key didn't mean to make 2D so petty but hey, he loves Array. Just to clear that ^ up. 2D does not hate R at all. He just acknowledges what his choices have done to Array, so yah

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