[tired is a good word. she's exhausted, living a too-long life full of too many people who can't stop hurting her when she reaches out. she used to be angry about it, but now it's just like - what's another scab to pick at.
she squirms a little closer to the edge of the bed. not out from it, just. close.]
M'sorry.
[she doesn't know what for, she just kinda feels like he should hear a sorry from someone. for chiemi, for norma, for the friend he set out to kill.]
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[tired is a good word. she's exhausted, living a too-long life full of too many people who can't stop hurting her when she reaches out. she used to be angry about it, but now it's just like - what's another scab to pick at.
she squirms a little closer to the edge of the bed. not out from it, just. close.]
M'sorry.
[she doesn't know what for, she just kinda feels like he should hear a sorry from someone. for chiemi, for norma, for the friend he set out to kill.]