[ Being on this side of the whole friendly fire affair isn't exactly buckets of fun. It's remarkably painful and extremely annoying. But being on the other side... Philip doesn't even want to think about it.
What he did think about was how to face Dean again.
He was hoping he could be the one to make the first move, but he was also hoping for a point further ahead in time that would give him a chance at recovering sufficiently to smile out of conviction rather than the fact that he's practically chugged a whole pharmacy of painkillers.
As for his reaction, he--
He immediately scolds himself for flinching at Dean's voice. ]
{ Hurry, monkey, get outta here! He's gonna finish the job! }
[Well. That's one week worth of nightmares for you.
As for his reaction, if necessary he is determined and ready to show Dean the same amount of obnoxiously persistent forgiveness his friend once offered him. ]
Don't worry, I- I've got this.
[ Scooping up the glass precariously Philip stands and turns to face Dean. That expression, full-blown guilt with matching bags under his eyes included? Really not something he was looking forward to seeing.
Time to pull himself together and put on his finest fakemorphine smile. ]
...I was just trying to make scrambled eggs. I know the scrambling is working, but if I actually manage to get them into the frying pan first, do you want some?
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What he did think about was how to face Dean again.
He was hoping he could be the one to make the first move, but he was also hoping for a point further ahead in time that would give him a chance at recovering sufficiently to smile out of conviction rather than the fact that he's practically chugged a whole pharmacy of painkillers.
As for his reaction, he--
He immediately scolds himself for flinching at Dean's voice. ]
{ Hurry, monkey, get outta here! He's gonna finish the job! }
[Well. That's one week worth of nightmares for you.
As for his reaction, if necessary he is determined and ready to show Dean the same amount of obnoxiously persistent forgiveness his friend once offered him. ]
Don't worry, I- I've got this.
[ Scooping up the glass precariously Philip stands and turns to face Dean. That expression, full-blown guilt with matching bags under his eyes included? Really not something he was looking forward to seeing.
Time to pull himself together and put on his finest
fakemorphinesmile. ]...I was just trying to make scrambled eggs. I know the scrambling is working, but if I actually manage to get them into the frying pan first, do you want some?