Amnesia Plot [2 1/2 Weeks In]

[wasafreak]

Teddy hasn't hit his breaking point, because he can't break. Billy depends on him. Even if they're not what they should be, even if Teddy misses them every second of every day, Billy depends on him. He's his best friend, the only person he really knows on the island, at this point, and it's only been twenty days, not even three full weeks. So he hasn't hit his breaking point because that's not an option.

He's waiting for Billy, who went to the Compound to shower and get laundry and maybe food, and Teddy feels bad for not going with and loitering but...

He just needs a minute. He just needs a few minutes alone. Knees draw up and arms crossed over them, he tries to not to lose it, to breathe through the emotions he's been keeping under tightest wraps, but they're still threatening to rip out of him. He's so tired all the time, and he feels so damn lonely.

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[just_dance_it]

At a certain point, things always even out. For Maxxie they do, anyway. He finds his balance, sooner rather than later, even if that means ignoring the craziest shit around him and clinging to the old standbys. He hates feeling off balance, lost and wavering, and he loses that when he focuses on nothing or everyone else.

Right now, that very moment... it's everyone else he's thinking of. Teddy especially. Shit's rough all over but even Maxxie can realize how hard this must be on Teddy. So he heads over to Billy and Teddy's place, hoping to find Teddy by himself but thinking that hanging out with the two of them might also make things easier, just for a little while.

When he sees Teddy on the porch, all curled up, he immediately thinks he should have done more and sooner. He can't imagine how tough this is, especially living with it.

"Hey, dude," Maxxie says softly, coming up to grab a seat beside Teddy. He lays a hand on his shoulder. "Alright?"