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-Aaron's voice is strained as he speaks, more to himself than to the terminal, soft but audible.-
H-he....he's gone. We...were supposed to leave together, if...if at all...
The house is cold...heh. More than it...was.
I should be used to this by now...
-There a long, drawn in breath as if trying to hold his emotions at bay, and then the sound of a door being slammed, and soft sobbing from the corner of the room-
H-he....he's gone. We...were supposed to leave together, if...if at all...
The house is cold...heh. More than it...was.
I should be used to this by now...
-There a long, drawn in breath as if trying to hold his emotions at bay, and then the sound of a door being slammed, and soft sobbing from the corner of the room-