Good luck reading this behemoth lmao
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[SCI FI • ENEMIES TO LOVERS]
In 2330, a charming criminal named Park Jimin discovers a mysterious space artifact that uproots his entire life. His hundreds of criminal offenses? They no longer matter. His...
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SEASON 4 EPISODE 9
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System: Alpha Centauri
Faction: United Colonies
Planet: Jemison
Place: New Atlantis
Funny thing about nostalgia, didn't show up 'til I lost ya - Tate McRae, Nostalgia, from So Close To What.
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Jimin
Jimin hadn't moved in two weeks.
It was irresponsible to abandon the Ranger case right after he had made a major breakthrough, but he couldn't bring himself to care. No amount of credits could get him out of bed, away from his ex's Vanguard jacket that no longer smelled like strawberries—or perhaps he had been there so long he had gone nose deaf to it.
It was strange, though; he hadn't thought about anything. He hadn't felt anything either. There was a surprising lack of tears, screams, and rage. There were no five stages. He didn't go through denial (or perhaps he had, back when it had happened), anger, bargaining, sorrow, acceptance, or anything of the sort. Nothing. Numbness was it. So numb that he hadn't done much eating, drinking, sleeping, or showering in the past two weeks. Some bathroom breaks, but about two per day. Maybe three if Y/n could convince him.
Speaking of, his door opened again. That was the second time that day, and that time, she hadn't bothered knocking.
Jimin groaned. "I'm not in the mood."
"You never are," she said, kneeling in front of him and placing a water bottle on the side of his bed. "I'm not leaving until you drink at least half of this."
