Marcus has thought this very thing countless times in the past few months, over and over, unable to parse out exactly what is wrong with his friend, just knowing something is. To have someone else say it is like having someone lift a weight off his chest.
"Very wrong," he agrees, then exhales as he settles onto the edge of the bed. There's a desk in the room, an armchair, plenty of places to sit and Marcus scrubs his hands over his face as he sighs.
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Marcus has thought this very thing countless times in the past few months, over and over, unable to parse out exactly what is wrong with his friend, just knowing something is. To have someone else say it is like having someone lift a weight off his chest.
"Very wrong," he agrees, then exhales as he settles onto the edge of the bed. There's a desk in the room, an armchair, plenty of places to sit and Marcus scrubs his hands over his face as he sighs.