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[ Anthony looked frazzled as he cast a careful glance over his shoulder before slipping back under what appeared to be a blanket fort so he could stare at his phone. ]

Ok look, bad week... shit happened. Lots of shit happened, most of it was my fault. Got engaged, broke it off the next day, had to spend most of the rest of the time at the hospital looking after a sick relative. The visit from the creepy alien hunting suit was incredibly spooky... But none of that compares to this!

[ He swallowed and hushed his tone so he wouldn't be overheard. ]

Mum is here. Actually here in my flat right now, cleaning everything and making dinner because she says I look unwell even though she has done the magic heat sensing mum hand trick three times already and I don't have a fever. What do I do!? I can't tell her about even half of this stuff without--...

[ A second voice, much sweeter and calmer broke in to ask... ]

What is this?

[ And Anthony paled as he and phone broke free of the covers to see his grey haired mom holding that conspiratorial message from the mysterious MMF. Never had a man shot so quickly from a blanket tent to snag the paper, crumbled it, and chuck it into the nearest bin. ]

Nothing! Just some chain letter, probably thinks he is being funny by sending weird notes... Nothing to worry about at all! I told you everything is fine!!

[ His mum merely gave her poor highly strung son a sympathetic look and once again set her hand to his forehead. ]

Honey, you really need to calm down. I know what will help!

[ She turned and dug through one of her many bags until she found a tattered old teddy bear wearing yellow wellingtons. This was pressed into Anthony's arms as he was ushered back to the blanket covered sofa. ]

Its Mr. Yellow Boots! Now you and he can sit here all cozy until dinner is ready.

[ Anthony was sulking but he sat back on the sofa and looked helplessly after his mom until she was well out of ear shot. ]

Send help. Anything... I need her to stop worrying.

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I'm not that old. [he grumbled this as they went down]

Next you'll be putting me in a care home. [a concept of which he wasn't sure he was comforted or horrified by the idea of.]

No, but your suitcase is that heavy.

[ Anthony matched Alec's grumble with one of his own. ]

And that old... you've had this one, what? Thirty years? The duct tape on the corners is an interesting customization.

[ It was so much easier to complain about the suitcase than it was to dive into care home talk. He didn't want to even think about that. He wanted Alec to get better, to meddle and make his life a living Hell. Retiring to some care home was not an option. ]

Shut up.

[is the only thing he can manage.

Slow as they go down the stairs, it still takes some time, and by the time they reach the bottom, Alec has to lean against the wall-- He lets out a breath and closes his eyes]

Maybe the care home wouldn't be such a bad idea...

[he's not entirely serious but he's willing to take even the worst of care homes so long as it has peace and quiet and a bed]

[ Anthony was in better physical shape but even he was breathless by the time they made it to the first floor. This landlord... not getting the damn elevator fixed... ]

You just need some rest and you'll get it.

[ Or whoever disturbed him would have Hell to pay.

So he thought as he looked outside to see his cab was actually still out there waiting for them. Telling the guy to leave the meter running and offering a bonus had worked out. ]

There's our ride.

[he snorted]

That'll be the day. Haven't had rest since '95.

[but he gratefully gets in the cab. He is determined to remain awake the whole ride over but it's not five minutes in and he's passed out on Anthony's shoulder.]

[ So long as he didn't drool this shoulder nap would be overlooked since Alec was so tired. In fact Anthony was even kind of glad for the traffic they encountered as it gave his cousin more time to indulged in his nap.

Eventually though they trundled their way up to the curb of Anthony's place and it was his turn to try not to die of a heart-attack when he was told the finally total of the fare. The money was slapped into the cabbie's hand with a grumble, before Alec was given a gentle shake. ]

We're here, Alec.

Nghk [he didn't want to wake up. He'd been dreaming something sweet for once, but it was gone like sugar in the rain. He blearily opened his eyes]

Fuck. Just... go on without me. [he wasn't serious but getting up just seemed like a exhausting idea]

One ride up the lift and we're there.

[ There was one made up and pristine bed waiting for him, courtesy of mum. Hopefully if Anthony lent his cousin an arm they would make it.

Anthony bobbed out of the car and grabbed the luggage as the man in the lobby held the doors open for them. Clyde didn't do this level of curtsy all the time but he had just so happened to be cleaning the glass doors when he saw the cab pull up. ]

[even though he didn't have to climb anything, he was exhausted by the time they go to the flat. Aunt Evelyn said something to him in a concerned voice and he might have said something back, but all he could think of was crossing to the bed and not so gracefully getting himself into it. The rest could take care of itself later]

You're my only hope

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