[Putting out the cigarette, he takes the offered hand and gets up, still holding the plush tight to him. A grounding breath in and finally he unlocks the door to let them inside to chaos he caused in here.]
(( Dark eyes scan the room, assessing the extent of the mess/damage. He knows enough of Pete's history to suspect the man could have a violent temper when so provoked. This is just the evidence of it. Better to take it out on a room than on others. He should be commended for that! ))
[He nods and goes over to start doing that, picking his way around the disaster of everything else he caused. Notably, all of things that would be really important to Vegas are untouched. Like even in his fit of rage and sadness he couldn't bring himself to destroy those.
Grabbing a corner of the bedding, he yanks it up to fold it in on itself without looking at the center of the bed. Honestly he thinks he should just throw these sheets out. He doesn't want to take the time to remove the droplets of blood or cum stains off of it this time.]
(( They're stains Will doesn't fail to notice. But he wisely says nothing. Between that and how the pair have been behaving, it's enough to fill in the blanks. Will presses his lips together, but he keeps his anger in check. He'd have words with Vegas if he thought it would change anything. However, what's done is done. And Will can express his disapproval with a glare as easily as with words.
The Fae moves to the other side of the bed to help bundle the sheets up. Once they're stripped off the bed, he looks at Pete, his upset carefully concealed. ))
[Looking up, he blinks a few times as if he's trying to comprehend what Will is saying. But then he nods. They have more bedding. Losing this will be fine. He doesn't mind that.]
(( For now, Will just drops the bundle of soiled sheets on the floor. He's not going to take them to the laundry. He's going to take them to the trash. But right now, he has t help Pete re-make the bed. That's a start in getting the place tidied. ))
[Going to where he keeps things stored, he pulls out the bedding to bring it over, spreading it out so they can work together to put the bed back in order. When it's done, he runs his hand over the blanket before grabbing the blood stained belt he spies to throw it in the trash.
From there he drags the trashcan around with him to start throwing smaller things into it.]
[He'd been moving on such auto-pilot to make the bed and pick up trash that Will's words surprise him. Blinking slowly, he takes a moment to comprehend the simple words before nodding. He can wipe down the floors while he's gone so he doesn't mind being alone for a moment.]
(( The perk of living in a hotel is a larger trash bin. Large enough that when Will stuffs the bedding in it, it's not even remotely full. No inconvenience to anyone else. He walks back to Pete's room at a clip so his little brother and best friend isn't alone for too long. ))
(( Will pads off to the bathroom to check. He doesn't see anything broken, but he does walk carefully just in case. He tidies up anything overturned or seemingly out of place so Pete can find things when he decides to settle back into thie room. ))
[But he doesn't really remember much of his rampage. He's grateful he didn't break anything though. Replacing things just isn't in his realm of capacity right now.]
Could you gather up the books and put them on the table for now?
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(( Will hauls himself off the floor and turns to offer a hand to help Pete and CapyPete up, too. ))
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...it's worse than I remember it...
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Let's strip the bed first, okay?
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Grabbing a corner of the bedding, he yanks it up to fold it in on itself without looking at the center of the bed. Honestly he thinks he should just throw these sheets out. He doesn't want to take the time to remove the droplets of blood or cum stains off of it this time.]
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The Fae moves to the other side of the bed to help bundle the sheets up. Once they're stripped off the bed, he looks at Pete, his upset carefully concealed. ))
I'll get rid of these for you.
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I'll go get the new sheets...
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From there he drags the trashcan around with him to start throwing smaller things into it.]
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I'm going to take care of these sheets. I'll be back in a sec, okay?
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Okay, what next?
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Could you make sure I didn't break anything fragile in there?
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(( Will pads off to the bathroom to check. He doesn't see anything broken, but he does walk carefully just in case. He tidies up anything overturned or seemingly out of place so Pete can find things when he decides to settle back into thie room. ))
I don't see anything broken.
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[But he doesn't really remember much of his rampage. He's grateful he didn't break anything though. Replacing things just isn't in his realm of capacity right now.]
Could you gather up the books and put them on the table for now?