I wrote this as a riposte (but not in the angry way in the least) to Soten-ni-zaze’s drabble, because for some reason it just hit a tiny writing-shaped chord in my head, and besides, I wanted to. And because I-want-to is always the best ever reason to start writing.

This riposte is exactly 100 words.

( He had a brain tumour. He was going to die. )