[He lets go, and takes a couple of staggering, uneasy steps to grab the wall. Then grabs the wall to keep from falling.]
[At least that gives her a moment to pick up the crutch for him. He's not too far from his room now. At least he won't be too much more effort for her.]
You know something funny? I think I did, too. I'd forgotten what it felt like.
[It genuinely had been that long since he'd had just a hug. Just a plain old-fashioned hug.]
[He takes the crutch, and with another wobble rights himself.] Next time I drink, I'll do it when I'm less depressed. [He promises that, but he isn't promising he won't drink, either. He misses the days when doing it socially felt good. He's pretty sure he's not outgrown that.]
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[He lets go, and takes a couple of staggering, uneasy steps to grab the wall. Then grabs the wall to keep from falling.]
[At least that gives her a moment to pick up the crutch for him. He's not too far from his room now. At least he won't be too much more effort for her.]
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Here. [ She holds out the crutch. ] And... Thank you. I think I needed that.
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[It genuinely had been that long since he'd had just a hug. Just a plain old-fashioned hug.]
[He takes the crutch, and with another wobble rights himself.] Next time I drink, I'll do it when I'm less depressed. [He promises that, but he isn't promising he won't drink, either. He misses the days when doing it socially felt good. He's pretty sure he's not outgrown that.]
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[ With the walk home and the hug, really. She hasn't felt especially useful of late, but this is a nice change of pace.]
I could go with you next time, if you like. We could even out our story telling and drunken walk home tabs.