[ for once, when the communion comes through, flat doesn't feel like it's a nuisance he has to turn the volume down on. for once, he feels somehow at home, despite how lonely of a home it might be.
in the void of space, flat might as well be looking at amos poking at his wound with an all too curious expression of his own. it's innocent. it's hollow. ]
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in the void of space, flat might as well be looking at amos poking at his wound with an all too curious expression of his own. it's innocent. it's hollow. ]
Do you feel bad about this?