Alfred's Death
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Alex clutched the phone tight, his knuckles going white. Then he dropped it. It clattered to the floor breaking. He fell to his knees curling up, his tail even curling behind him. He was dead, his brother was dead. He had killed himself, he had hung himself with a fucking belt. Alex knew he was going to die in his lifetime, he thought he wouldn't care, he thought he wouldn't be affected. But here he was curled up on a sidewalk having a panic attack.
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