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*in her room, with doors locked and windows shut* *to herself*
He's gone not coming back.... I couldn't save him...
Mithos...
why did it have to be this way?...
*strangled sob*
... I'm sorry. So... sorry...
*pulls out bottle of bourbon she'd hidden under her bed about a week ago; downs a good portion before stuffing it under her bed again*
He's gone not coming back.... I couldn't save him...
Mithos...
why did it have to be this way?...
*strangled sob*
... I'm sorry. So... sorry...
*pulls out bottle of bourbon she'd hidden under her bed about a week ago; downs a good portion before stuffing it under her bed again*