"I'm still- I'm still the same employee who was working with you yesterday." The same friend. "It don't have to leave us anywhere."
He just wants Aster to turn a blind eye to it, to pretend to be ignorant, to let things revert to how things were before Aster found him passed out wasted in the bath. He selects a shirt and pants and underwear and socks, pausing with his eyes closed for a moment as a wave of nausea moves over him.
"I'm okay. Fresh air'll do me good. I can help with the work." He isn't any more hungover than he usually is at the start of the workday. He knows he'll feel more alive when he's had a cigarette and some breakfast, but the shame of this conversation is going to sit like a weight inside him even once he starts his day. "I can still do my job."
He wonders if Aster can hear in his voice how badly Dan wants to ask Aster not to shut him out over this.
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He just wants Aster to turn a blind eye to it, to pretend to be ignorant, to let things revert to how things were before Aster found him passed out wasted in the bath. He selects a shirt and pants and underwear and socks, pausing with his eyes closed for a moment as a wave of nausea moves over him.
"I'm okay. Fresh air'll do me good. I can help with the work." He isn't any more hungover than he usually is at the start of the workday. He knows he'll feel more alive when he's had a cigarette and some breakfast, but the shame of this conversation is going to sit like a weight inside him even once he starts his day. "I can still do my job."
He wonders if Aster can hear in his voice how badly Dan wants to ask Aster not to shut him out over this.