prophesied-
you do not have to talk, ro. i just don't want you to be alone.
prophesied-
── დ @stoIenpnch , lo siento. { it isn't much, it's barely anything at all, but carrie hopes it can stand as something in robin's eyes. she doesn't make another sound as she steps further into the room, sitting a little off to robin's side rather than settling in his line of sight or arm to arm. this, carrie knows, is something she cannot do a thing about. but she can at least try. } is there anything you'd like me to do?
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stoIenpnch
@prophesied- ꒷꒦ ⚠︎ ꒦꒷ [ he doesnt talk. he sits on the side of the mirror on the floor, knees pulled up to his chest. he feels vulnerable— so so vulnerable. his body hurts as he feels. the scars throb. he want the pain to go away, but he already knows how actual medicine wont do a thing. how does ibuprofen stand a chance against trauma and instincts? ] no me siento bien.
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