He needed his tea again. Lance stood up to leave and I didn't object, I was still in shock by his reveal. It made more sense, no one could just be this heartless and hard without a reason.
His cough got worse before he could leave my workshop and just when he was at the door, about to leave, he dropped to the ground.
"Lance," his name rolled out of my lips as I rushed towards him to raise him up.
"Stay here, I'll go get your drugs," I said dashing off to his room to get it.
His room!
I was in his room. I had been there once, but I did not exactly get enough views as I did at the moment.
"I'll get it myself," Lance blurted out and I gasped in shock. He had enough strength to make his way here. I was surprised.
"Leave," he added and I frowned.
"Why, you need help–"
