Dial It Down

by Ship's Cat

Certain senses overload and need to be dialled down.

DIAL IT DOWN

"Dial it down..." Blair mumured quietly.

"I'm working on it." Jim raised his voice from his loft bedroom.

"...and we are dialing it down." Blair raised his voice, not for Jim's benefit who could hear the termites chewing at the wood, but for himself.

"I'm not sure if this is the best thing to do." Jim leaned over the edge of the balcony.

Blair shot a glance at his roommate of frustration, pain, and the quivering lips of man on the edge.

"Okay. Okay." Jim came down the stairs straightening out the wire coat hanger as he came.

He handed it to Blair who immediately slid it into the cast supporting his broken ankle.

"And dialled down..."Blair sighed happily applying the wire to the itch " ...my way."