Fishing Trip

Mortis · 01-14-2021, 06:02 PM

So this was what a broken heart felt like. He had already lost one friend, the mystery of her disappearance might never be answered. Now, somehow, he had messed up so irredeemably with Hana. he could feel it, the pain in his gut like a cramp from bad fish. No matter how hard he tried, no matter how much he tried to look out and love those around him, he lost them. He was pushing Hana away for the sake of a wolf that would never love him, that would only hate him if he found out. He was losing Hana, who had been the one bright spot in his life in the Armada.

She wouldn’t look at him, she refused to, even as he got a hold of himself and pushed the tears away. He let out a soft, shaky breath, and walled up another piece of his heart. He could do this, he could file away the heartbreak. Put it next to the memory of Malalia. He had lost Hana, too.

He straightened, mask falling into face, if just a little more serious than before. “Yeah, alright.”

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Fishing Trip

Mortis