[It's not the worst afterlife, is it? It's not terrible to have Eddie Munson by his side, rings knocking his knuckles, or have Steve hauled over his shoulder. The walk isn't even that bad - it wouldn't for Billy, but he doesn't really think to consider that Eddie might struggle with it. By the time they've reached the hotel again, maybe Billy's coaxed a song title or two out of Eddie, or maybe not.
The puzzle of fitting all three into an elevator is extremely ridiculous, and Billy is a little careless with Steve's legs and head, but they're in, then there's Steve's room where Billy huffs and dumps him very unceremoniously onto his bed and then stretches. ]
This fucking guy - [he mutters, fondly, before he starts pottering about Steve's kitchenette for glasses, water, etc etc. ]
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The puzzle of fitting all three into an elevator is extremely ridiculous, and Billy is a little careless with Steve's legs and head, but they're in, then there's Steve's room where Billy huffs and dumps him very unceremoniously onto his bed and then stretches. ]
This fucking guy - [he mutters, fondly, before he starts pottering about Steve's kitchenette for glasses, water, etc etc. ]