𝕴𝖓 𝖆 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉 𝖋𝖚𝖑𝖑 𝖔𝖋 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉,
𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖕 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖘𝖙
𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖉?
♮.
❝You've lightened my darkness up, sunflower. I get lost in your deep...
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"Stop fucking drinking." Atlas takes my beer scotch, replacing it with a newspaper from Los Angeles Times. "Take a fucking look and fix yourself up."
I gripped the newspaper tighter, her face showing.
Everything is ruined. I am.
Fuck.
My eyes landed on the newspaper.
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I read the newspaper again and again. When was this?
"When was this?" I asked, my eyes blurry and my head aching. Fuck, I'd had too much.
Atlas sipped his own drink. "One week ago. Fuck, man. You're supposed to be hunting those bastards down, not gulping shit down."
"How long has it been?" I rubbed my eyes. I smell like shit.
"Were you not listening? I just said one week ago, so it has been one fucking week. Do you want me to punch you so you'd wake the fuck up?" He offered.
Fuck, I'm gonna need that.
I groaned, standing up from my chair. Ignoring Atlas, I walked like a stupid asshole who just had his dick cut off. Fuck, I need to go to bed. Shut my eyes off, and drown myself in iced cold water.
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