[fic] you left, i died (Huntress) 31_days
Summary: Because that entire year Jez was gone, Morgead thought she was dead.
Morgead’s on a losing streak, and he knows it.
Which would explain why he’s sitting on the floor of his apartment, a half-empty bottle of Jack and his yearbook (open to Jez’s stupid sophomore smile) beside him.
The television’s on in the background, some sort of fire or hostage situation or something, and Morgead tries to care, but Jez is gone.
He takes a swig from the bottle (doesn’t know where the glass went), and he wonders - like he always does, when he’s drunk and maudlin - if Jez is one more statistic, one more body in a car trunk.
Morgead’s on a losing streak, and he knows it.
Which would explain why he’s sitting on the floor of his apartment, a half-empty bottle of Jack and his yearbook (open to Jez’s stupid sophomore smile) beside him.
The television’s on in the background, some sort of fire or hostage situation or something, and Morgead tries to care, but Jez is gone.
He takes a swig from the bottle (doesn’t know where the glass went), and he wonders - like he always does, when he’s drunk and maudlin - if Jez is one more statistic, one more body in a car trunk.