#graciexmitchell

shady could feel her anxiety like it was his own, quietly observing from where he sat on the kitchen countertop — the way she fluttered around the apartment like an attention deficit moth unable to decide which lightbulb it wanted to obsess over. it was endearing in a way ( as most of her antics were ) seeing grace so keen on cleaning her shared space for the post-hospital arrival of her roommate. but he knew the blonde was spiraling. the least he could do was sit in her company, anchoring the room with his unwavering support. " you make it any cleaner in here and it's not going to feel like your house anymore, " he pointed out, peering around the kitchen, reveling in the familiarity of their curated clutter. when he thought about it, the girls' place often felt more like home to him than his own house.

a crash of shattering glass pulls him from his muddled thoughts, oaken eyes training on gracie with the quickness of a first responder. the remains of a flower vase now lie scattered across the floor, fanning around the girl's feet like rays of razor-sharp sunlight. immediately, he jumped up, glass crunching beneath his boots. " stay where you are. " calm voice was laced with an uncharacteristic seriousness.

he'd pick her up from hell if she asked. not that she'd have a reason to go there.

though she's dressed as a ballerina, she may as well be adorned with a halo, eyes alight with a certain sparkle within her drunken stupor. the male couldn't remember having seen grace this intoxicated before, or at the very least, not while he was sober. but she was easy enough to manage. the most difficult part had been the traipse from his truck passenger side through the front door of her house. he'd opted to just scoop her up in his arms bridal style, a loose feather now stuck to his fire department tee shirt.

It had been a long day and already there was a frown on her face from a comment some face that disappeared into the crowd had thrown her way. Plenty of good days, but given the track record perhaps this was simply one of those days. By the time the blonde spotted the other, the sigh was almost audible despite the crowded place.