So, seeing Billy was usually a good thing. Almost always a good thing, and even right now it was partly a good thing. Because he was Billy. That made him comforting and stuff.
But there was also the bit where Topher had very recently sicced a friend on Billy to bring him in to Umbridge and either throw him in prison or mess with his brain, so 'comforting' didn't quite sum all of it up.
Topher sat up, since laying down and staring at the ceiling probably wasn't going to cut it for this discussion. "Yeah," he said, sounding a little more quiet than usual. "Hey. Um." He scooted back against his headboard. "Wanna sit?"
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Date: 2012-08-06 11:46 pm (UTC)But there was also the bit where Topher had very recently sicced a friend on Billy to bring him in to Umbridge and either throw him in prison or mess with his brain, so 'comforting' didn't quite sum all of it up.
Topher sat up, since laying down and staring at the ceiling probably wasn't going to cut it for this discussion. "Yeah," he said, sounding a little more quiet than usual. "Hey. Um." He scooted back against his headboard. "Wanna sit?"