[RED remained stationary as BLU headed upstairs, the blanket still more in his hands than covering him by the time his rival returned. Try as he might to not look as devastated as he felt, it showed in his dulled eyes behind his glasses. Everything running through him— pain, frustration, despondence— numbed him temporarily, his mind completely elsewhere as BLU returned with the pills.
RED cast a sideways look toward the dog, patting him on the head absentmindedly as he took the bottle and gave him a low word of appreciation.]
Thanks, mate.
[His hand was shaking as he opened the container, pulling out three pills and swallowing them whole. Setting the open bottle on the table, he pushed another piece of jerky into his mouth with a choked noise, tossing some to the ground before burying his face in his hand again.]
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RED cast a sideways look toward the dog, patting him on the head absentmindedly as he took the bottle and gave him a low word of appreciation.]
Thanks, mate.
[His hand was shaking as he opened the container, pulling out three pills and swallowing them whole. Setting the open bottle on the table, he pushed another piece of jerky into his mouth with a choked noise, tossing some to the ground before burying his face in his hand again.]