057 | voice

[roseraiebleue]

[His voice is shaky and nasal, bitter and angry despite the clear sense of defeat; his words are occasionally punctuated by quiet, choked sobs and sniffling.]

No, no, no--

You're not gone, you can't be gone. You said you loved me, you weren't going to leave me, you promised-- I would have given you anything, I did, I needed you, why wasn't that

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[roseraiebleue]

You're sorry for yourself, and I don't want your fucking pity. Go back home and see him again and relish in the fact that he's still your best friend while I'll have never even existed for him.

[roseraiebleue]

He will.

[roseraiebleue]

Everyone else has.