Hikaru Shinta (
icarusalsoflew
) wrote
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2014-08-22 07:25 am (UTC)
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[ A soft sigh that's somewhere between a derisive noise and an exhausted one. ]
Tell me about it.
[ He's tired, see. Tired right down to the marrow of his bones. ]
Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.
[ It
hurts
to say that. It hurts to even think of it. But it's becoming very, very hard to deny the possibility of it being true. ]
He deserves a lot more than this.
[
Than me.
]
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Tell me about it.
[ He's tired, see. Tired right down to the marrow of his bones. ]
Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.
[ It hurts to say that. It hurts to even think of it. But it's becoming very, very hard to deny the possibility of it being true. ]
He deserves a lot more than this.
[ Than me. ]