Better Out Than In
[Again, L had been exploring. It was the only method of trying to find a way out...and L wanted out... He wanted to go back. The door opened, and he found himself peering into a strange, multicolored room. The walls and floor faded in and out with various slowly-changing colors--purples, deep blues, light blues, greens, yellows, oranges, reds, and
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A shame he'll probably never know.
As soon as he walks in, though, he stops just inside the door; leaning heavily against the wall close to him, it turns a deep, dark blue as he begins to sob, heavily and abruptly. The broken feeling from before has returned full-force, and he can't believe that he actually managed to make it a full two years completely alone, without his Mello from here, or even the other Mello, from his own world, to fall back on!
His carelessness in the years leading up to his death were totally and completely on purpose, too - a fact he's not sure he could ever reveal to Mello. What if he hated him for it? What if he already hates him, but is just that brilliant at faking it?
At that thought, Matt's sobs just become more broken, and he finally curls his hand into a fist and starts to pummel the wall.] Goddammit! Fuck you, you stupid mansion! Just- Just fuck off and leave us alone for awhile!
[He hits it again, and the blue ripples a bit, outward from his hand. Shaking his head, he falls to his knees, trying to wipe the tears from his face and eyes, trying to slow his breathing, trying to regain his fucking calm.]
[[No goggles. Wearing blue jeans and his usual blue and white striped longsleeve shirt, barefoot. Changed because Thinky!mun is a sick tease. :P]]
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