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Fabrice calls work once he feels able to hold a conversation over the phone and the pain of his scars dull to a manageable roar. Of course, he gets his mother on the line, who worries instantly and, before granting him an excused leave from work, insists on bringing him back home. Her tone leaves little room for argument, and Fabrice finds himself too tired to even make an attempt. So he gathers the little he packed to begin with, gathering it around him as he waits for his mother to arrive.
She doesn't say anything when she arrives at his hotel door, just throws her arms around him and pulls him close. He clings back, shaking with more tears as the severity of the past couple of days continues to haunt through him, like a poltergeist. She brings him out to the car while whispering comforting words, the way she used to do when he was a child.
"The zoo will run just fine without me," she insists, when Fabrice attempts to protest at his mother staying with him at home. She brings him to his old room, still decorated as it was before he left for college, dinosaur comforter and all. She tells him she is making soup before she heads back downstairs.
He curls up on his bed from his youth, his phone next to him on the bedside table. He knows there are texts from multiple people wondering where he is; he'll look at them in a minute, he tells himself, as his eyes fall shut again.
OOC: I know Emily was looking for a way to get in contact with Fabrice, so if anyone knows him/asks around, they'll hear he's staying back with his mother and can get in contact with him that way. Fabrice seems to be my outlet for angst, lately.
She doesn't say anything when she arrives at his hotel door, just throws her arms around him and pulls him close. He clings back, shaking with more tears as the severity of the past couple of days continues to haunt through him, like a poltergeist. She brings him out to the car while whispering comforting words, the way she used to do when he was a child.
"The zoo will run just fine without me," she insists, when Fabrice attempts to protest at his mother staying with him at home. She brings him to his old room, still decorated as it was before he left for college, dinosaur comforter and all. She tells him she is making soup before she heads back downstairs.
He curls up on his bed from his youth, his phone next to him on the bedside table. He knows there are texts from multiple people wondering where he is; he'll look at them in a minute, he tells himself, as his eyes fall shut again.
OOC: I know Emily was looking for a way to get in contact with Fabrice, so if anyone knows him/asks around, they'll hear he's staying back with his mother and can get in contact with him that way. Fabrice seems to be my outlet for angst, lately.
