Hissing quietly when he probes at a particularly sore spot, I fold my hands behind my head and stare up at the darkened sky, gritting my teeth and trying to imagine I'm someplace else.

"'m fine," I mutter, glancing away from that smile and the wrongness of it. I know every single one of Mike's smiles, and that one... that one I'm not sure I've ever seen before and it looks innocent enough, but I know I don't ever wanna see it again.