Through the Screen

unknown: hey man, thanks for keeping me company at the bar

noah sighed, running his fingers through the greasy mop of hair on his head and slumping back into the soft cushioned backrest of his recliner. he had a pulsing headache when he woke up this morning, a sticky note pasted to the fridge by adrian who informed him that he had went to school.

noah was feeling terrible.

both because of the guilt of leaving his child alone at night to drink away his pettiness and because of his self assumptions about abel. he felt like he wasn't good enough of a person, let alone be a father or a husband, and the reality of the situation was only clawing at his skull, begging to break free.

ignorance towards adrian was doing nothing but filling a pool of guilt in the pit of his stomach, and he decided to be

he didn't even remember his name. last night for him was full of self

managed to make when he woke up was sitting next to him, the temperature of the hot liquid quickly melting away into a

picked up his phone again, replying to the stranger out of complete curtesy, scratching the back of his head before typing

: no problem

wanted to say so he

sighed out of frustration before sinking further into the couch and viewing the