“Okay, we’re in trouble,” Sokka manages as the solid metal cell door locks shut, although he doesn’t know why he just said “we” considering who it is he’s in trouble with.

Cullen struggles with his lyrium addiction. Some days are better than others. Or (if you prefer a silly summary for a not-so-silly fic): In which Cullen is suicidally depressed, Dorian is a high-functioning alcoholic, and Bull just wants them both to be happy, except when he wants to crack their heads together for being emotionally stunted idiots.