prompt three - support group | CW: reference to character death
Rowan tries to eat something because he knows he should keep his blood sugar up, but it's a difficult thing. The blueberry muffin he's trying to swallow tastes like sand in his mouth, and the coffee he's washing it down with tastes bitter and bland. Maybe they haven't put out the good stuff today or maybe it's just how he's feeling.

He hasn't been able to focus since the event. He's tried to get on with his life again -- as a pre-med student, there's very little time in his life for anything but being a student -- but nothing has been able to stick.

He keeps seeing that... that flash of whatever it was. He can't call it a memory because he doesn't want it to be a memory.

Falling, falling, falling. The wind whistling past his ears. The ground getting closer and closer.

He shakes himself out of his own mind when he notices someone sitting down next to him. He offers the new company a good-natured smile despite the swirl of thoughts and emotions. He's good at faking it.

"I wouldn't suggest the coffee." He pitches his voice lower, like he doesn't want to hurt the feelings of whoever provided it. "It kind of sucks."