Thread:ThisIsXenon/@comment-32460917-20190603090203/@comment-32460917-20190627221302

//it's like that meme but terrible

"He's dead." Calidi's voice shook. "He died months ago." Memories of the letter, the funeral, and then the encounter with Pollo and Celosia played through his mind. He- She'd comforted Celosia then, hadn't she? Or rather she had just hugged her and hoped it would be enough since gods forbid she'd be able to help talk someone through mourning when her own feelings about it were being pushed out whenever they had the chance to creep in.

Now he didn't care. He was tired and hated how every thought seemed to lead back to that ache in his chest and how he had to keep processing the fact that ''he's dead. he's dead. he's dead''