outfit: x x location: fall festival x hex: #B16C6C
outfit: x x location: fall festival x hex: #A09C9C
Aurora brought a copy oversize t-shirt and shorts to Jaiden, just in case the witch wanted to change just as she had, also offering her friend a shower if she wanted it. It was then that she finally decided to crawl into bed, feeling comfort as her fluffy comforter swallowed her whole. She alway slept wrapped up like a little cocoon at night, for Aurora more covers equaled more comfort. It was no surprise that she found herself staring aimlessly at the ceiling as she tried to will herself to fall asleep. Aurora had always been an easy sleeper and falling asleep had never been an issue for her. Of course, after the death of her parents she struggled but this was more due to the nightmares than the restlessness. So now the feeling was unfamiliar.
Rory was slightly thankful that Jaiden was still awake as well - even if Aurora had hoped her friend faired better in trying to fall asleep. At the mention of her throat she found herself placing a hand against her neck instinctively. "A little, but it's starting to fade. I guess I don't know how I'm feeling if I really think about it" She took a tiny deep breath and closed her eyes sinking her head into the pillow. "Like, I know it's not a good feeling. I'm not really sad... I guess just empty. But that really doesn't make any sense". After a moment of silence Rory slightly propped herself up on her elbows to look at Jaiden across the room. "What are we going to do?"
At the sound of Phoenix's voice Cas felt a little bit of relief internally, but his shoulders tensed up almost immediately. His hand was firm on the doorknob and he felt his grip was so tight he might accidentally rip the thing off of its hinges. "I thought I was but- I guess I was just ignoring it. I wanted to make sure everyone else was alright first" Cas didn't lie. Of course he left out the truth as to why he was hurt, but the reasoning was honest.
"No!" Cas's voice came out harsher than he intended and he leaned his head against the doorframe, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He couldn't go to a hospital now, he didn't have enough energy to slip into anyone's head and at this point he had already dug his grave too deep. "Phoenix, I can't. I can't go to a hospital. It's too much, too much attention - too many questions - I can't" His tone came out much quieter this time, pleading, almost borderline pitiful. He was just so tired.
He clenched his fist tightly, as he glanced at the door in front of him. Phoenix just wanted to help him, and Cas was having a difficult time accepting that fact. In all honestly, Cas was scared. Terrified of what Phoenix would think of him, if he would be angry, or just repulsed. Cas liked Greythorne. It's why he couldn't leave, every time he packed and went to check out he ended up paying for another night, another week. Cas liked Phoenix. His smile, his undeniable selflessness - as reckless as it was, and that goddamn blackberry jam. And just like always, Cas was afraid of losing both of those things. He already knew where this road would lead, for him it always ended the same. Maybe that was a risk he was just going to have to take.
"Phoenix" For once his tone had no shake, no hesitancy, it wasn't necessarily calm but, collected. "I'm going to open the door but please just don't ask me anything- not now. And when we're done you can ask me anything you'd like or you can tell me to leave and I will. I'll leave and I'll never bother you or this town again" He paused and took a deep breath, "ok?" Then he let go of the doorknob and pushed it open.