Dads of the year

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WHO: Bro Strider and Murdoc Donoghue
TONE: Hurt / Comfort and feelsy / sad
RATING: PG-13?
WHEN: Sometime after talking with Eridan
WHERE: Bro's office
WHAT: Bro is sitting around, contemplating life, when Murdoc shows up.
STATUS: Ongoing
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[Things were... stressful, to say the least. And yet ever since he and Murdoc's night together, he'd had a hard time really feeling stressed. It was hard to, when it was so damn perfect. Call it cliche, call it 'needing to get laid', but whatever. The fact was things had picked up mood-wise for Bro since they'd had their thing.

Only now the stress and full weight of the situation was piling on him. It was a good block for a while, but. His talk with Eridan had made him realize that things were still shitty and that they hadn't just gone away. Nope, it had made him realize there was still shit going on that needed fixing. And he'd tried. He had tried really hard to fix the problem with Eridan.

But that was only half of it, and he knew he needed to talk to Murdoc, too. He just. didn't know how. Because a part of him was afraid to say anything to him, because he was afraid Murdoc would be mad for getting in the middle of it. He just wanted to help, that was all. And he needed to talk to Murdoc to help. It was a complicated, conflicting mess and it just basically sucked a whole lot of ass.

He was just sitting in his office, trying to figure out how to broach the topic with Murdoc, when his office door opened all of a sudden and he looked up.]

Comments

[wwistful]

[So, that was a devastating turn of events Murdoc really didn't need right now. He had expected an arguement, but he hadn't expected Eridan to be so..vicious. He'd actually hoped he'd come to understand the situation a little better and that they could move on from it. Right now, of all people, Murdoc needs his son supporting him. He knows people are on his side, but there's nobody he relies on for comfort quite so much as anyone else. Not right now, anyway. He knows Eridan is just being dramatic, but with those final declarations of abandonment, he's starting to feel painfully lonely.

He needs to be around someone right now, before he does something else incredibly stupid. But WHO? Really. He's starting to feel like he's isolated himself from everyone right now. Even if he can confide in the nurses, he feels like he's told them enough already, he doesn't want to whine at them anymore.

So, he takes a walk. Not going anywhere in particular, just walking away from his journal and all of its contents.

He doesn't know how, but he's wound up outside Dirk's office, and it doesn't take any sort of awareness of the situation for him to slip in the door and shut it behind him.

He looks a strange mix of despondent and confused as he leans against the door, staring at Dirk from across the room. He should...probably say something.

C'mon man, say something. Speak. Speak or leave. Do it.]


Evenin'.

[Nice one.]