[ There’s a moment where the eye goes entirely dark, sickeningly long. He hates the way that makes his abused stomach churn. When the light comes back he exhales sharply, a headache building in one temple.
He needs to not be here right now. She wasn’t supposed to know — he told her he was crushed. Yers and years and years.
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Date: 2017-10-28 09:04 pm (UTC)He needs to not be here right now. She wasn’t supposed to know — he told her he was crushed. Yers and years and years.
So he turns heel and runs. ]