Twenty-Two

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"432 rlg4t, y0v Kn0m."


The ghost, the curse, 'Jimmy', 'Sam', whatever the fuck its name is at this point- was sitting where it was buried, leaning against the man sitting next to it- 'Starless'. 

It had used a spell to make sure bugs didn't get on the food Starless wouldn't touch, due to his stubbornness and distrust. 


"y0v n33D t0 3At. lt2 n0t 90l20n3D, 20 913A23..."


...


Finally, Starless spoke up. 

"I don't need pity. Especially from that bastard." He growled, "and last I checked, mac 'n cheese and cookies aren't a particularly healthy nor substantial meal."

"lt2 63tt3r t4An n0t4lng."

"..."

"m4y DlD y0v (40023 t43 nAw3 '2tAr1322'?" 

That sudden question seemed to grab the other's attention, "...Why do you-? Never mind. It doesn't matter if you know or not... It won't tell you who I am, if that's what you're thinking."

"I chose that because... Well... I... I lost-... I lost m-my star, didn't I?" Starless choked up a bit, looking away. 

"DvD3, l (Ant 233 y0vr fA(3 ln t4At (10AK, m4y Ar3 y0v 100Klng AmAy?"

"..."

"3^3n lf l D0 233 20w340m, lt2 n0t 1lK3 l11 JvDg3."

"..."

"y0v DlDnt 1023 y0vr 2tAr, ln wy 09lnl0n. n0t At A11."

"..."

"lf y0v (Ar3D A60vt t43w t4At wv(4, A 9Art 0f t43w ml11 63 mlt4 y0v n0 wAtt3r m4At. t43y11 mAt(4 0^3r y0v."

"...Well, how do y-you know?! Maybe they hated me! Maybe I deserve to be hated by them!"

"n3lt43r 0f t4023 Ar3 trv3."

"..."

"Jv2t... 3At 20w3t4lng, 913A23?"

"...I-"

"f0r w3?"

"..."

"y0v 2AlD y0vD D0 Anyt4lng f0r w3. lf y0v m3r3 1ylng, 9r39Ar3 t0 63 EA993D."

"...Fine... I'll eat. Happy?" Starless snapped a bit but groaned as he saw the genuine smile on the other's face. "I just can't be upset at you... No matter how many annoying questions and demands you have."

"t4At2 Jv2t 40m frl3nD2 Ar3."

"...?" Starless looked over to the ghost, surprised. "What?"

"y0v (Ant (0n^ln(3 w3 t4At m3 Ar3nt frl3nD2. m3 2tl(K t0g3t43r, D0nt m3? l Kn0m t4At l (Ar3 A60vt y0v, At 13A2t."

"You are... You were... far too precious for this world..."



"l 10^3 y0v t00."



As Starless picked up the fork with shaking hands, more tears streaked down his face. 


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