"Maybe i just like the idea of leaving."
he shrugged and gave a weak smile.
"why?"
she asked quietly, grabbing his soft pale hand and lacing their fingers together.
"i don't like it here. the world is a cruel place."
he sighed slightly, looking up at the dark sky, wishing he was somewhere up there at this very moment.
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