Ronan had been interrogated like this before. He's sat in an interrogation room at the Henrietta while the police fired questions at him. He crosses his arms over his chest, tilts his chin up and doesn't give them anything except fuck and you. He even tells them his name is Ronan Fucking Lynch. Honestly, he's accustomed to that being enough to get him out of the deepest of trouble and if that doesn't do it, he can always count on Gansey, except that he can't. Not here and his father's name and money doesn't mean anything here. Neither does his reputation as the scariest thing in Henrietta. The only other thing he says to the people interrogating him is "Where's Adam? You can let him go any fucking time because any dickdouche with a brain knows that he's the trouble maker, not Adam." Of course, it doesn't seem to do any good (imagine that) and he's shuffled into a cell to be held overnight.
Sleep isn't something that Ronan expects (though he should in this place because he's slept every night he's been here), but it comes for him and for the first time since arriving in this place he dreams; he dreams of night terrors and being ripped apart. He dreams of watching the night terrors rip into Gansey, Adam, Blue and Noah. He wakes with a muffled scream feeling like he didn't get any sleep at all. He's not in the least surprised when he's released (though he ought to be, oughtn't he?). He's completely surprised to find that despite getting into trouble and being detained, he's got a mission. The mission takes most of the day and it's evening before he returns to the room he shares with Adam and Ray.
When he does return, he's got a bottle of unidentified alcohol with him. The top is off and he's already had a couple of slugs of it. There's something dangerous and sharp-edged about Ronan tonight. In some ways, he's more Ronan than he's been since arriving. He's got a fuzzy memory of the interrogation, his crime and all of the events before waking up this morning. He doesn't realize that his sense of smell is dulled a bit and oh yeah, his skin has an orange tint to it.
A sharp grin cuts across Ronan's face when he sees Adam in the room. He should be feeling relief (and in some ways he is) but instead, he's feeling pleased to see Adam there and possessive somehow. He unzips his jumpsuit, shrugs it off and lets it hang around his waist. "You're okay," he says almost as if he's confused about why Adam wouldn't be okay. He takes another swig out of the bottle and holds it out to Adam as he approaches him.
For Adam
Sleep isn't something that Ronan expects (though he should in this place because he's slept every night he's been here), but it comes for him and for the first time since arriving in this place he dreams; he dreams of night terrors and being ripped apart. He dreams of watching the night terrors rip into Gansey, Adam, Blue and Noah. He wakes with a muffled scream feeling like he didn't get any sleep at all. He's not in the least surprised when he's released (though he ought to be, oughtn't he?). He's completely surprised to find that despite getting into trouble and being detained, he's got a mission. The mission takes most of the day and it's evening before he returns to the room he shares with Adam and Ray.
When he does return, he's got a bottle of unidentified alcohol with him. The top is off and he's already had a couple of slugs of it. There's something dangerous and sharp-edged about Ronan tonight. In some ways, he's more Ronan than he's been since arriving. He's got a fuzzy memory of the interrogation, his crime and all of the events before waking up this morning. He doesn't realize that his sense of smell is dulled a bit and oh yeah, his skin has an orange tint to it.
A sharp grin cuts across Ronan's face when he sees Adam in the room. He should be feeling relief (and in some ways he is) but instead, he's feeling pleased to see Adam there and possessive somehow. He unzips his jumpsuit, shrugs it off and lets it hang around his waist. "You're okay," he says almost as if he's confused about why Adam wouldn't be okay. He takes another swig out of the bottle and holds it out to Adam as he approaches him.