AT THE SAME TIME
XAVIER'S POINT OF VIEW:
Adrian leaned against me, his weight heavy but familiar, his steps slow and dragging. I never thought I see him so weak. I practically had to guide him to the couch. I sat on bed and sighed a bit. We were finally back I sighed in a relief.
"You good?" I whispered as he sank into the cushions, his eyes already fluttering.
He hummed, something between tired and annoyed.
"I hate this. I feel like an old man."He said.
"You look like an exhausted cryptid, not a senior." I teased, and he chuckled under his breath.
Then Charlie followed us in, setting down the first dose of that godawful medicine. The smell hit the air like a slap to the face.
"Ugh, why does it smell like fermented swamp and despair?" I gagged, covering my nose with my sleeve.
"It's a natural detox mixture mixed with rapid absorption enhancers." Charlie replied calmly. "Which means it works. Whether it tastes like heaven isn't my concern."
