WHO: Toris and Raivis
WHEN: Backdated to April First
WHERE: Raivis's Lakeside Apartment
WHAT: Sorrow is so peculiar, it came in a day and it never left him- until Toris decided was time to mend their aching hearts.
Leave me be. I don't care who you are, I don't care.
Just go away.
Away.
Go.
Raivis stared at his phone watching the minutes morph. He looked on the innocuous line of text with a detached sort of longing for the fury that had smoldered one moment only to have left him just as quickly, his mind filled with smoke and his heart with nothing but ash.
No regret for declining Ion (though a small part of him still acknowledged the kindness of the gesture) nor disappointment in himself for so easily breaking down. The city moved on but Raivis, sprawled haphazardly on his couch, refused.