I get it. He was just a kid, and maybe the whole thing was too much for him to remember. But it hurts, and that's fine, Reimi. You feel hurt, then you let yourself.
[Moody Blues slowly rests his head on top of Reimi's, and Abbacchio keeps stroking down her back. Hell, if she wants to spend all night crying on him, he's going to let her. No question about it.]
It's good that you told me. I'm the fucking king at holding shit to myself and I know it can fuck with you.
You can be sad or angry or whatever the hell you have to be. You got every right to that. You're not a flawless saint, you're a person.
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I get it. He was just a kid, and maybe the whole thing was too much for him to remember. But it hurts, and that's fine, Reimi. You feel hurt, then you let yourself.
[Moody Blues slowly rests his head on top of Reimi's, and Abbacchio keeps stroking down her back. Hell, if she wants to spend all night crying on him, he's going to let her. No question about it.]
It's good that you told me. I'm the fucking king at holding shit to myself and I know it can fuck with you.
You can be sad or angry or whatever the hell you have to be. You got every right to that. You're not a flawless saint, you're a person.