pc ♠ marcoh

[fried]

:fruglift:

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[boxcar]

[ He shifts a little. ]

Can I come closer?

[ Is that okay? ]

[fried]

[ he is. holding his breath a little, but. ]

... Yes. You may.

[boxcar]

[ He shuffles closer to the sands by him and sits. ]

Do you want a hand to hold?

[fried]

Alright.

[ finally, he says, exhaling out slow. ]

Yes.

[boxcar]

[ He puts his big ol' hand over Jiaoqiu's. ]

I am sorry this is how it went.

[ He doesn't have much sympathy for Jing Yuan but for Jiaoqiu? ]

[fried]

Thank you.

[ just - genuinely. so very genuinely. probably more genuine than he has been all night. exhausted and a little raw and crawling out the numbness that the nihility brings. ]

... I am too.

[boxcar]

It will be okay.

Different, but.

...

For what it is worth, the angels do seem kind and trying.

[ Whatever expulsion means, maybe they won't just send his ass to turbohell.




Smash cut to Jiaoqiu executing his own neighbour general tomorrow but that's a problem for tomorrow us. ]

[fried]

[ I REALLY THINK IT'D BE FUNNY IF HE JUST GOT SENT TO TURBOHELL alex like yeah gimme ]

They scolded me when I spoke to them earlier.

[ will marcoh let jiaoqiu just rest his head on his shoulder... he's tired. ]

They are trying.

[boxcar]

[ Yeah he would. ]

They've been scrambling for things too, by the sounds of it.

They can do better too. I guess even Heaven isn't perfect.

[fried]

[ neat he's just gonna do that then. his ears flop down. ]

They didn't expect anything like this. [ ... ] It's difficult to be the ones in charge.

[boxcar]

... I don't envy the people that run the place.

Or any place, really.