a b c d e f you and your mom

Gilgamesh · 01-13-2022, 07:34 PM

Gil's flickered across his face before he was able to sweep them under the rug. The purpose of sitting on the beach beside the fire was to forget his sorrows. Supposedly, the world had righted itself with the coming of the sun. Everything else that had followed had been his own doing to better his life. While he still enjoyed a good tormenting of strangers from time to time, he needed a change. His own throat burned from the swishes of alcohol soothing his throat when Artisan admitted that it wasn't good with him at all. Gil's lips pursed slightly as he nodded with the little bit of sympathy he could hold for someone else. "The Long Night was a recurring nightmare that I thought I'd never leave. By the end, I truly believed I'd died and returned as a ghost," his lips curved in a foolish smile at the memory. "I suppose that's why I'm here now. I wanted something better for myself," his own admittance to terrible times was short, but all Artisan would need to know. "I'm Gilgamesh, by the way. Not sure if Sparrow shared the news or not, but you all are kind of stuck with me now," he attempted a joke, maybe in hopes it would cheer the other guy up, but as another swish of alcohol seared his throat, he figured it would be fruitless.

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a b c d e f you and your mom

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