Code 4
Only some of you will understand, and even less of you will care, but...
I'll post more on this later (at least in bits and pieces, just to pay respects) when I'm home and can give this the attention it needs, but right now, all I can say is I. Am. Broken. Never in my life have I been so emotionally affected by a show--and that includes all the flailing and screaming and ranting I do over Supernatural. Last night's episode of Southland ended and I had to shut myself in my room with the lights off and just cry. My emotions have been run ragged the past couple of weeks anyway, so I think that had a lot to do with my reaction to what happened, but in the end it was damn good writing, and acting, and maybe somewhat unhealthy attachment to characters that I never thought I'd become attached to that made me completely break down.
Sammy and Nate were it for me. I loved them as much as I loved Sherman and Cooper together. They were so close and fit so unbelievably well together, and now Nate's gone. He's just...gone. And I can't freaking handle it.
