He lets him go, swallowing back the rise of bile in his throat as he sits and picks up his tablet again. His chest feels tight, his throat constricted, and he thinks maybe this is how one might die. Choking and drowning with plenty of air that simply can't get to his lungs.
The feeling fades as it always does. His body returns to normal. The game waits on the screen for his input but his hands are frozen.
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Date: 2025-08-01 07:39 pm (UTC)His love.
He lets him go, swallowing back the rise of bile in his throat as he sits and picks up his tablet again. His chest feels tight, his throat constricted, and he thinks maybe this is how one might die. Choking and drowning with plenty of air that simply can't get to his lungs.
The feeling fades as it always does. His body returns to normal. The game waits on the screen for his input but his hands are frozen.
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Date: 2025-08-01 08:10 pm (UTC)He doesn't want to be here.
He doesn't want to be anywhere.
How foolish it was, to think he had a human again.