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*Adam lays on Alanna's bed, in the dark, in the silence. Hands folded behind his bed, he stares at the ceiling, listening to time pass.
...it is a controllable thing, but it is never gone...
Hours flow into minutes flow into seconds, and still she's not back, and he's left alone
in the dark
with his thoughts. He likes the dark, really, he craves it. But the dark is a breeding place for those
...parts of you that you have no control over...
creatures that would devour you whole.*
...it is a controllable thing, but it is never gone...
Hours flow into minutes flow into seconds, and still she's not back, and he's left alone
in the dark
with his thoughts. He likes the dark, really, he craves it. But the dark is a breeding place for those
...parts of you that you have no control over...
creatures that would devour you whole.*
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No, I'm not. Nothing is okay. I've mucked everything up.
I should tell Jon. He doesn't deserve this.
Biting her lip, she nods.*
Should be. You?
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*And he shifts to get his arms around her, pulling her back and close to him.*
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Good night, Adam. I'm sorry... I wish I knew what to say.
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*He hears them nonetheless, and squeezes her.*
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