[accidental & failed private post to community in emotional keysmashing rush]

[quicksavensmoke.livejournal.com]

Dead... Dead
He's.. gone? He's fucking--

I can't even. What...

Bad dream. Bad bad bad bad fucking dream. Fuck it. Fuck ALL of this!

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[quicksavensmoke.livejournal.com]

Fine then. I'm 'doing better than expected'. I'm the one that isn't dead, right? I got off 'easy'.

I'm going to sleep. For a damn long time I hope. Later.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

It's harder for those who don't die.

What do you mean by that? [You aren't suicidal no, aren't you? :|]

[quicksavensmoke.livejournal.com]

Then put a gun to my head? I don't know.

I mean I'm going to go to sleep, and force myself to stay that way until I can get my ass out of here without too much sulk.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

I doubt that that's what Mello wanted for you.

Can I still visit?

[quicksavensmoke.livejournal.com]

Hah. I was joking.

Do you need the company?

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

One might never know in this case. I saw it happen.

Perhaps.

[quicksavensmoke.livejournal.com]

He'd be pissed if I did that.

If you want company, be my guest. I can't promise being any good -- ah, I never really was. But I won't deny someone another presence.. I might fall asleep by you... though.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

He will, yes.

I won't mind if you do that. [/brb worldhopping there. Naoto has Kanji, Ed and Al for now.]

[quicksavensmoke.livejournal.com]

You're -- augh. Fine. Just knock. I'll try not to pass out.