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[Jhemalynn]

Dylan sighed and shook his head...Maybe I should just shut up... He looked around for any medical staff that might've been lurking around before reaching inside his jacket and producing a small flask. He uncapped it and touched it to his lips, letting the scotch inside trail down his throat. He recapped the flask and returned it to the inside pocket, then looked down at his feet.

[alltherowboats]

Anila frowned and stood up, walking towards him. "Mind sharing?" she asked. Azriel sighed, not bothering to tell either of them off for underage drinking in a hospital.

[Jhemalynn]

Dylan looked up at her and wiped his mouth on his sleeve. His jaw tensed for a bit as he looked at her, then reached inside his jacket to retrieve the flask. "Yeah...but just a quick sip." he grumbled lowly, looking down the hall for anyone that might be coming.

[alltherowboats]

Anila rolled her eyes and took a swig, relishing the feel of the alcohol trailing down her throat. Azriel sighed, "You know what Gael would say about you drinking again 'Nila..." Anila glared at him, "I haven't been an alcoholic for two years. It's one drink, and you can both get over it." she snapped. Azriel frowned but didn't fight her on it any more.

[Jhemalynn]

Dylan snatched the flask back and recapped it quickly, and pushed it back into his jacket. "He is right. It sounds like you really don't need booze to help you with your problems either." He looked down, propping a foot on the wall. "Especially with your anger issues. I think you should listen to your friend a little more often," he continued, looking at Azriel.

[alltherowboats]

Azriel groaned, "Oh, no... Here it comes..." he muttered "Anger issues?! Oh, no, I do not have anger issues! I just can't deal with stupid people!" she glared at him. Azriel sighed, "'Nila. We're in the hospital waiting to see what's wrong with your brother. This is not the time." Anila turned on him, "And your moping is helping how?" she snapped, gaining the attention of a few nurses. "You're both useless!" the nurses glanced at each other before picking up the phone. "Hello, security? Yes, we need you to pick up a girl who's disturbing the people in the waiting room." Azriel groaned, "Nice job, 'Nila, let's add the hospital to the list of places you've gotten us kicked out of."

[Jhemalynn]

Dylan sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Okay, that was my fault..." He pushed away from the wall and started down the hallway. "I hope your friend gets better," he said, looking over his shoulder. He glanced up at the nurses' faces, making a face at them; they were still watching Anila, phone still in hand.

[alltherowboats]

Anila began rubbing her temples, "I can't deal with this." she whispered, running out of the room. Azriel sighed, "I'll go after her." he said quietly, standing up.

[Jhemalynn]

Dylan went outside of the hospital, plopping down on one of the benches and taking out his flask. He didn't bother looking around as he took a drink; he could pass for 21, who would notice? He slumped down in the bench, closing his eyes and tilting his head back...this was not how he imagined his day would go.

[alltherowboats]

Anila had seen Azriel run past her hiding place. She was hiding in the bushes outside of the hospital door, throwing up. Stress and alcohol were not kind to her. She retched once more before sitting up with a sniffle. She didn't hear Dylan come outside. She sat in the dirt and drew her knees to hr chest, leaning her head against them. She cried as quietly as she could, but a few sniffles and sobs could still be heard by passing people.