[a dull ache forms in the center of beyond's chest, hearing those words: i feel less empty loving people than i do all by myself. he can't comprehend the sentiment because it is utterly foreign.
but that doesn't mean he doesn't wish he could.]
Could I try that again? [he nods, indicating cassel's cigarette. somehow, feeling as if he's on fire again seems preferable to beyond's current state.]
action.
but that doesn't mean he doesn't wish he could.]
Could I try that again? [he nods, indicating cassel's cigarette. somehow, feeling as if he's on fire again seems preferable to beyond's current state.]