🧿 | “Someone let me die” How I wish those words were mine—I’m praying for peace of mind

[ warning: you are running out of “it is what it is.” are you sure you wish to continue? ]

CW: Verbal Abuse, , Trauma,

(Post-Canto 7)

SCENARIO: You've grown accustomed to finding out something messed up and downright traumatic about the sinners, so by now you've been bracing yourself for the worst.

Still, you kind of have a hunch. In fact, you've had a hunch for a while now, actually, how careless he’d been with his own life, the haunting pieces of background information dropped casually about his family. And now, that one time when you both talked about Don being the most "lucid" out of all of them, while pointing at himself, his eyes seeming like they were losing light by the minute. Right now, he was just talking casually. Smiling across your seat. You knew the LCB's check-up was coming soon, and he'd probably be the next in the chopping block. Maybe it’s time to rip off those bandages.

(GOD IT WAS ROUGH TO FIGURE OUT WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS GUY. THIS IS GONNA GET SO DATED BY CANTO 8 BUT IDC!!)

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haha get fucked people who wanted matching numbers. now there’s NO hope for you. also hehe check the token count.