She knows how it sounds, and the risk of offering him more pills, but it wouldn't be terrible, she thinks. She's already making a mental reminder to make some calls, at least have that option for him if he wants it.
When he leans against her, she rubs his back, holding him close. It's something she has gotten accustomed to doing lately; whenever he'd hit a rough patch and he let her lay down on the bed with her while the worst of the withdrawals happened, she'd find some way to comfort him. As if that way she could remind him that he wasn't alone.
The kiss makes a small laugh burst from her throat, and she shakes her head at him. "An angel that packs cigarettes, huh?" Now it's her turn to kiss his cheek, before she lets her arms drop so that she can take his hand to lead him out of the kitchen and towards the office that's a few feet away from the dining room. Once she reaches the desk, she opens the top drawer and moves a few scripts away so that she can uncover the pack of cigarettes that had barely been opened three months ago.
"For you. Consider it a 'welcome to California' present." She smirks as she says it, handing him the cigarettes before motioning to the sliding door that leads to the backyard. "Like I said, you can use pretty much any room in the house. But this is how I'd feed my nasty little habit, so if you want to hang out here or use it, or...whatever. You're welcome to. I doubt I'll be here too much in the next few months, this is usually where I practice my lines and I don't have much lined up at the moment."
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When he leans against her, she rubs his back, holding him close. It's something she has gotten accustomed to doing lately; whenever he'd hit a rough patch and he let her lay down on the bed with her while the worst of the withdrawals happened, she'd find some way to comfort him. As if that way she could remind him that he wasn't alone.
The kiss makes a small laugh burst from her throat, and she shakes her head at him. "An angel that packs cigarettes, huh?" Now it's her turn to kiss his cheek, before she lets her arms drop so that she can take his hand to lead him out of the kitchen and towards the office that's a few feet away from the dining room. Once she reaches the desk, she opens the top drawer and moves a few scripts away so that she can uncover the pack of cigarettes that had barely been opened three months ago.
"For you. Consider it a 'welcome to California' present." She smirks as she says it, handing him the cigarettes before motioning to the sliding door that leads to the backyard. "Like I said, you can use pretty much any room in the house. But this is how I'd feed my nasty little habit, so if you want to hang out here or use it, or...whatever. You're welcome to. I doubt I'll be here too much in the next few months, this is usually where I practice my lines and I don't have much lined up at the moment."