~forty~ (and to hell with everything)

[glowing_science]

[Klavier's droned. For good.

Needless to say, Ema's taken the discovery pretty hard. The two of them had been together for over a year after arriving within a few months of each other. Yes, lately things had been strained, but they had been working through it. Klavier was her rock, the man who gave her comfort when the town hit her too hard,

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[miss_enma_ai]

[There is a little girl walking over. She decided that appearing in front of you wasn't something you needed right now. /is slowly learning.]

[glowing_science]

[Ema gives a miserable, drunken wave.]

Hi, Ai.

[miss_enma_ai]

[Sits down next to her. You're far from the first miserable drunk she's seen in her life. ...very, very far from the first.]

Ema.

[As always she has no idea what to say.]

....I'm sorry.

[glowing_science]

I know.

It's... it's something I should have been prepared for. I always knew it was a possibility. We just... didn't let ourselves approach the idea.

We should have.

[miss_enma_ai]

........he might come back.

[You came back.]

[glowing_science]

He might. And he might remember all of this. And he might not.

We'll see.

[miss_enma_ai]

[Nods, and sits with her quietly]

[glowing_science]

Thanks for checking up on me, Ai.

I guess this is something you've been through more than once. You did with me...

[miss_enma_ai]

.....

People leave here a lot.

[glowing_science]

They do. And I know that. And I should be reacting better.

But... [She sighs.] I'm pathetic, crying and drinking like this.

[miss_enma_ai]

.....You're not setting fire to things.

[See look, you're doing better then Ai did when she lost her bff.]

[glowing_science]

No. I want to, but I haven't done it. [Yet.]

[miss_enma_ai]

That's good.

[glowing_science]

I guess it is.

Although it doesn't feel like it.

[miss_enma_ai]

It doesn't feel good when you do it either though.

[glowing_science]

That's true. It's not like it actually makes much difference--I'd just end up droned. Or dead. Or worse.

[Ema sighs heavily.]

I just... want a way to make them feel as miserable as I do.