"Can't go home alone again, need someone to numb the pain--" The radio was playing in Kanny's room and he was casually drawing.
Once before, Mituna told him drawing helps calm you down. So far, he was right.
His lips were still sewn shut, and strangely, he refused to take the stitches off. He wanted to be mute. He wanted to go without words like when he was a grub.
Kankri sketched tiredly, glancing up to previous works.
Porrim, Kurloz, Latula, Mituna.
He was drawing those who were there for him. Who cared for him in some way.
He looked back down and lightly banged his head on the desk. This last one was hard, yet he still tried. It hurt, but he had to finish the collection of friends.
The Vantas stood silently and rubbed his tired eyes, going into the bathroom to splash his face with cold water.
Leaving an unfinished drawing of Cronus on the desk.
Kankri had been up the entire night, unable to sleep. He tried to sleep but merely awoke from a nightmare a few minutes later.
'G9g...'
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