( if only it could be so easy for fenris, because the moment anders is shucked into his bed, a hand clasps fenris around the wrist before he can get too far away. )
Don't go.
( maker, how pathetic he's become, and so quickly at that. since his death, anders has been on a fast-track to becoming someone he doesn't even recognize, someone who asks about the market board for a 'good time' like a common whore, and begs one of his greatest rivals for help [twice, now]. through it all, though, he believes he wants to survive. he isn't sure how deep that drive runs, but right now, he wants to fight through the pain and see the morning, for some reason or another. why? he doesn't know. but he knows if he spends his night here alone with no one to stop him from acting on his misery and self-pity, he may not live long enough to find out.
unfortunately, none of that comes out even half as coherent. )
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Date: 2023-01-29 10:06 pm (UTC)Don't go.
( maker, how pathetic he's become, and so quickly at that. since his death, anders has been on a fast-track to becoming someone he doesn't even recognize, someone who asks about the market board for a 'good time' like a common whore, and begs one of his greatest rivals for help [twice, now]. through it all, though, he believes he wants to survive. he isn't sure how deep that drive runs, but right now, he wants to fight through the pain and see the morning, for some reason or another. why? he doesn't know. but he knows if he spends his night here alone with no one to stop him from acting on his misery and self-pity, he may not live long enough to find out.
unfortunately, none of that comes out even half as coherent. )
Please.
I'm nothing.
I'll... I'll die.