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Feeling Frail || Zemily

Zack just smiled softly as he felt her weight barely press against him as he melted into the mattress, a small smile on his lips. His head moved slightly pecking her on the top of her head. He remembered the smell of strawberries when she first arrived and the thought made him feel blissful for a moment. He was nearly out of it, weeks of barely sleeping catching up with him, licking his bottom lip, eyes shut tight. It didn't take but a few minutes for him to drift off, to deeply fall asleep. A smile placed firmly on his face. If he had more control, he'd never had went to sleep, his eyes would have never closed.  But his last incident wasn't on his mind, he didn't care about freaking her out in the basement. At least not at that moment. He just remembered Strawberries. The rise and fall of his breath came and went. But the smile didn't. Soft breath, a small smile and "I love you" creeping out among them. Followed shortly after with just a near silent. "Em."

Feeling Frail || Zemily

"Doe eyes, I don't even know how to respond to that one." Zack replied his voice showing just how tired he was as his eyes began to close. "Just promise me okay, that if you end up feeling. Ill or they start pressing what ever issue they claim you have, that you'll tell me." he tired to fight another yawn as he began to lean up on his elbows. "Because I really care about you there Em-tree.." Zack took a moment to just take in the atmosphere closing his eyes and breathing in. He never noticed his body slumping even while being propped up on his elbows. Only that he felt relaxed, too relaxed. Trying to keep his eyes open he tried to open them as much as possible. Only to feel them straining. 

Feeling Frail || Zemily

Zacks eyes locked with hers Cold vs tired. Her small smile gracing her thin face. But he didn't come close to getting so much as an idea of why she was here, nor did he believe she'd tell him. With a sigh he realized he was defeated. Letting himself fall back into the bed, nealry hitting his head on it's railing. "Understood Em, you have it under control and I don't need to know about it. Got it." Another yawned escaped him as he looked over her small frame once more. "But can you lay off of me sleeping?" He asked as another large yawn escaped him and his eyes began to water. "I can handle that on my own."

Feeling Frail || Zemily

Zack just hung his head lower when she mentioned sleep. He was sleeping. Just enough, so he could move around, but not enough to where he would see, well that. He noticed Emily's voice slightly change though when she addressed what he had been asking. Turning to face her he put on a soft one sided smile. "I know you do babe, but It's on my mind. If I find out, I promise I wont bring it up. I mean you have things under control and it's not an issue. Right?" She could trust him, he knew she was too strong for it to be anything real, after all it was her dumb fucking manager that got her into this mess. Wasn't it?

Feeling Frail || Zemily

Zack just looked at her for a moment, being brought to her room was odd, but nice as he felt it showed she trusted him. Even though she was sitting he was worried about coming near the bed. Wanting more so to talk to her, maybe find a little bit more about her out. Unluckly for him he knew she wouldn't stand for his well....standing. Sitting on the edge he rested his hand on her knee before trying to fight off a small yawn...Which he failed at. "Em, I know you're in here because your agent and his bullshit. But that's all I know, and I don't know. I'm getting worried. I was wondering if you could just, I don't know tell me? So it's atleast off my mind." He kept himself looking at the floor as he spoke, not wanting to be out of line or rude. Just curious to the point of paranoia. It's something he felt could easily be taking the wrong way. If one handled it in the wrong manner.

OOC: I just applied for a new character that I’m really really really excited about! :D

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Feeling Frail || Zemily

"Where ever you want to take me Em-tree." Zack yawned allowing her small frame to lead him down the hall. His smile creeping onto his face quickly after her lips touched his jawline. He heard her breath out, as if glad he didn't say something particular. But he guessed, it was about "fangs". His eyes began to grow heavy as he looked at her hands.  Small, smooth but boney. He knew girls hands where sometimes small, almost always less meaty but hers where just...Skin and bone. He tried to hid the look of worry, Emily couldn't be here for THAT. She was to sure of herself, to confident. She wasn't weak like her "wild boy". Was she? Lowering his head he started to wonder if he wanted to know, But shouldn't he? 

Feeling Frail || Zemily

Tired eyes and a one sided smile was the best way to describe how Zack looked. Her laugh no matter how low it was, was still something. "I just, I don't know. I can't remember why you're here. That and I've not seen you much outside of passing you talking to...Fangs. I just wor- I mean. I miss you sometimes. Like when I'm awake at night and everything. I don't know sounds dumb, I know."   He continued to brush his hand lightly against hers moving to lace their fingers. His head lowering to look at her small legs. Had he noticed she was that small before? He couldn't remember, everytime they had been together he was just happy. Or frustrated. Too caught up in emotions to notice how thin and fragile looking she was. But he tried to dismiss it as worry. "I could steal you away." He mumbled under his breath feeling the weight of his tired eyes. "So we could I don't know. Talk."

Miles to go II Nicole & Zachariah II Closed

The soft look that typically resided on Nicole’s face hardened. “The most normal you’ve heard.” She stated bitterly. “See, that’s the thing. It’s perfectly normal for someone to be depressed. It’s just messed up brain chemicals. That’s it. I’m not socially inept, unstable or dangerous. I’m just sad.” She began rolling up her sleeves and laid her arms across the table, revealing two long, vertical scars, occupying both of her wrists. “But because of this, I’m stuck here, being treated like some kind of psycho criminal.”

"But you have to think. there might be something triggering. I'd guess. They just want to find it and help you past it. That's all." Zack leans across the table just enough so he can pat her on the shoulder. "Not everyone here has killed someone. But there is something everyone needs help with. Ya know?

Feeling Frail || Zemily

"Shssss" Zack managed to mumble closing his eyes for a brief moment before locking eyes with her again. "Don't worry about it Em-tree. I have been. Getting a few hours here and there. I'm just self managing. it is all. What about you, you holding up well?" He couldn't recall why she was here. She'd told him before but it soon slipped his mind with her confidence and graceful movement. Finally allowing himself to take in the surroundings he noticed she was standing by the nurses office. 'Is she feeling okay?' quickly became the question he wished was answered. "I'm just worried I'm interrupting something most the time, got to win you over with my charms....Not being overbearing you know. If I can't handle it here, I wont be able too outside." He pulled his left hand from his pockett and moved it towards her hands. Brushing fingers against each other. "But with that being said you feeling okay?" 

Miles to go II Nicole & Zachariah II Closed

"Nope and nope." Nicole smiled. How could he miss it? Maybe it wasn’t as transparent as she thought. "Depression." she said in a very matter-of-fact way. "Clinical and reoccurring." Nicole had no problem letting it slip from her  lips but the second it was in the open, she felt self conscious. She pulled her sleeves down further covering her hands and wrist, concealing the pink, ribbon scars adorned on her arms.

Zack sighed, she was just depressed....which was in all honest an awful thing to think. To him it was normal though, something you heard about to much for it to be considered abnormal. So no wonder he overlooked it. He watched her tug at her shirt sleeve and couldn't help but shake his head.  "Look, you don't have to hid anything. Depression is the most normal I've heard since I've been here. So anything related, isn't a big deal either."

Feeling Frail || Zemily

He watched her pivot his normal smirk creeping on his tired face. She could captivate him so easily. Trying not to stumble over his heavy tired legs as he walked towards her he leaned in as she spoke peaking her on the forehead before shoving his hands in his pants pockets. 'Been a while, it's sorta pathetic but it feels like it's been forever' he thought momentarily before pushing the thoughts out of his head. "Yeah, I've seen you around. But it's as you're leaving the canteen or when you're with other people. Guys gotta eat and I don't really want to interrupt your conversations you know?" He tried looking at the floor, but his eyes where growing too heavy. So he eventually found his way up to her eyes. His smirk soon replaced itself with a small tired smile. 

Miles to go II Nicole & Zachariah II Closed

Lonely. Ouch. It wasn’t him describing her as lonely that hurt, it as the fact that it was true. How right he was. Nicole smirked and nodded her head. “Yea, I guess you could say that. It’s probably one of the more simple illnesses in this place. It’s pretty common. Come on, you can guess this.” She swallowed down that which had upset her and continued to smile on as the game pressed forward.

"Are you a Schitzo? I mean, Schizophrenic? That's pretty common right? Or maybe Social Anxiety? But you're too upfront for that." Zack scratched the back of his head, taking small nips at the inside of his lip. There where his last two guesses and he still had no clue about the girl. 

You know guys being jealous and what not :p We should total do something with that btw.