Bamburai called me to give him some more blankets for the night.
I gave him some meds.
I feel like he's getting better.
At least... I hope so.
I told him how worried I was.
He said he'd be alright.
He promised he'd be alright.
I hope he doesn't break his promise.
I hope too much.
But at these times...
I have to just have hope.
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Separated For Life Itself. [old as fuck go look at the remake (seperated)]
Short StoryThis was inspired by Deskbuddy BB. White Infection is an AU I made a few months ago. This includes quite a lot of Angst, death, mild swearing, and one part mentions suicide. If you don't like these things, don't read this. This was originally Banj...