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Your muse walks in on mine attempting to commit suicide.

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“..Símon. Stop.”

Why are you here. Did your angel senses make you paranoid again? Were you tight to follow them??
All you know is you feel numb at this particular moment.

”Leave.”

Your voice is like a bullet at him. You want to be left alone— want to stop feeling bad for once. You are particulary numb in your hands, so the gun happens to slip off your finger. You barely feel it.

“As if.”

You can’t leave her like this. You physically can’t.

“You have so much to live for, sweetheart. You don’t need to do this again..”

Again. Like that time.. You’re not letting that happen again.

“..Please. Don’t.”

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