<span style="color: #BFBFBF"><span style="font-family: Jambetica;"><span style="font-size: 115%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-align: justify;">01:40 PM<br/>Alchemilla General Hospital <br/>Silent Hill<br/><br/><table width="100%"><tr><td style="vertical-align: top; width:50%; padding-right:10px;">Logan might have missed to witness that one moment when the female and her children passed by them, aiming for the hospital's exist. He didn't see Chester's reaction to that nor did he pay much attention to the changes of facial expressions displayed on the other male's features. It was the ceaseless body gestures and one foot on the brakes that made Logan decide that something might have happened while he was looking away as for the past ten minutes. Strangely, Chester seemed to have been more relaxed up until when Logan stepped forward and toward the coffee machine to pour himself a cup of coffee. Instantly he wondered if his presence wasn't being a bit too much for the other.<br/> <br/>Still holding the second empty cup in one hand, Logan eyed Chester with a bit of curiosity. The wind ruffled the curtains behind the comedian, pulling the sunlight in. He was about to put the empty cup away when Chester gripped the arms of his chair and sat back, golden locks moving out of his face. He then saw the exhaustion on his face, one that mirrored his own.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I'll take some coffee."</span> Chester finally spoke again.<br/><br/>He gladly poured the male some coffee into the cup and walked back to offer the hot drink to him. Instead of sitting, he remained standing as he was going to be leaving at any time then.</td><td style="vertical-align: top; width:50%; padding-left:10px;">He was craving the feeling of heavy blankets crashing his weight, the feeling of soft linen sheets and pillows against his skin and the suspended consciousness that was sleep ... to sleep peaceably.<br/><br/>Closing the distance, Logan was able to see the pain prophetically displayed on Chester's features. <span style="font-weight: bold">"Listen man."</span> An audible exhale departed his pale lips. He took a sip of coffee, scanning Chester's face with weary eyes. <span style="font-weight: bold">"Life's a complex matter. You're going to go through though times. I also know that nothing that I can say now will make you feel any better, but you'll be surprised how a simple walk away from these dark hospital walls has the potential to turn a life around, for the best we can hope."</span><br/><br/>He passed his digits through his short hair and shifted his standing position, transferring his body weight on one side. As he did so, he rubbed his eyes with the back of his left hand prior to placing it in the back pocket of his pants. With his right, he carried the coffee cup to his lips once more. It was then that a vague smile stole across his face and faded away as soon as it came. <span style="font-weight: bold">"So, let's go on a short walk, eh?"</span> He said suggestively.<span style="font-weight: bold"> "I need to get going soon anyway. Know of any hotels close by?"</span></td></tr></table></div>
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