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gluttoning) wrote2023-08-28 10:39 am
gluttoning) wrote2023-08-28 10:39 am
SATURDAY NIGHT FOOTBALL (The World)
[FOOTBALL NOISES
aka this for IRL football watching or any communications outside Fragment. Yay football. :)]
[FOOTBALL NOISES
aka this for IRL football watching or any communications outside Fragment. Yay football. :)]
Cw: ed mention
...
He lets one arm drap overtop them loosely, fingers gently carding their hair. They're so small in comparison... He's still not sure how someone that isn't a child can be quite so small.
The nurses might throw a fuss if they come in to this. But right now there were no nurses or doctors or brothers or anybody else. Just him, and Hani, and the thrum of machines.]
...Don't worry, Hani. It's...
[...
His free hand curls against his stomach, his eyes drifting to the table. The urge to gorge himself scratches against the constant observation. The urge to just force himself out of bed is stopped by the pain. It claws like a caged animal. He feels miserable.
Hungry.
...]
It's not going anywhere.