Title: Trauma
Prompt: Day 4
Triggers: Car crash, end of the world stuff etc.
AN: A continuation of sorts of my ficathon piece “An Evening”. It concentrates on Mina crashing the Rolls Royce. Don’t worry if you haven’t read it, you don’t need to, but if you have, there are a few inconsistencies because I was trying to disguise my identity in the
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CHARLIE
The baby disintegrated into a fine, shining dust.
you've gone and done it now; i actually feel just a little bit ill. like a great big meaty fist in my stomach, legitimately putting me somewhere between queasy and weepy. clearly, I NEED TO COME BACK TO THIS AND BOW TO YOUR MASTERY APPROPRIATELY. but first, i think i need to grieve for a bit x_x
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Please.
Please.
*somehow has to get through the rest of the work day now*
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And still...
I will go hide under my blankets now, marvel at your talent while weeping into my pillow.
We'll talk tomorrow.
About the baby and the dust and the wedding and the no feeling and the Ceithin/Usagi absolution scene.
Also: you won Angsty April, hands down. If there were a trophy, it would be on its way to you right now.
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He would do nothing, of course, when he found out. He would fume internally and she would rub salt into his wound, deeper and deeper, until he couldn’t take it anymore.
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