All My Friends Are Heathens

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Tick, Tick, Tick, Tick.

This was the only noise ringing in the house, as the three albums sat side by side. They were lost, confused. They missed him. They missed him so much.


Blurry was the first to speak. "I think I speak for all of us when I say there's no use in sitting around being sad." He scratched his neck. "I know we all want him back, but the reality of it all is, He's never coming back."

Twenty stared at the youngest sibling. "Don't you think we know that?"

Blur flinched. "I was just saying."

Regional was the one to shut them up. "Can't we just sit here and be quiet?" She snapped.

Her brother growled. "Watch it! Quiet is violent, you idiot. Didn't you learn anything from Tyler and Josh?"

Reg clenched her fists in response. "I learned more than you did."

Blurry grumbled something and looked away. 

"I miss him."

Twenty sighed and got up, walking away. "I'm going to get coffee or something."

Regional got up as well, leaving her brother alone to sulk, and disappeared into her dark room.

Blur sat, taking harsh, shaky breaths, and then curled up in a blanket. 

He cried himself to sleep.

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