This hurts. This burns. This is all but ruining his heart as he shifts to pull his arms more properly around her. These are his friends. This is one he hasn't kept track of laid out like a rag doll, and this is one he loves more than he should shaking like a leaf for having dragged him here.
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Date: 2014-10-05 05:02 am (UTC)This hurts. This burns. This is all but ruining his heart as he shifts to pull his arms more properly around her. These are his friends. This is one he hasn't kept track of laid out like a rag doll, and this is one he loves more than he should shaking like a leaf for having dragged him here.
"This is going to be okay again."
They'd make it.