evangeliensamos:

andrew told neil the truth about the rooftop – he was up there so he could feel something. he’d wrecked his system the last several years between his medication, his alcohol, and cracker dust. drake wasn’t the impact it should’ve been, and the sedatives proust had him on marred those encounters, too. 

but this was something real, the way his stomach tightened when he stepped out onto the rooftop and his heart tripped when he got too close to the edge. proof of life, as it were.