[is walking with his hands deep in his pockets. He looks up suddenly, spotting a brown-haired woman standing on the cliff by the river, wearing an outfit that is painfully familiar, even though he hasn't seen her for probably a year & a half... not alive, at least]

...Madison?

[blinks in surprise, walking closer, ignoring the crippled landscape ( Read more... )

[can be found on his bed, lying on his back & staring at the ceiling like it could solve all his problems. But of course, the ceiling simply stared back, occasionally illuminated by the crackling lightning dancing outside the apartment walls]

I'm such an idiot.

[pulls Mr. Peanuttles -- Rose's favorite teddy bear that she handed him before he left ( Read more... )

[walks into his apartment, a sack of medical supplies in his left hand as he cradles the right one against his chest. He's fighting back a wave of nausea & dizziness as he makes his way to the bathroom, praying he makes it without running into anyone.]Note to self: While punching the wall may seem like the better alternative, it's less damaging ( Read more... )

Another delightful day in Template ( Read more... )