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Angst in My Pants ([personal profile] partypaladin) wrote in [personal profile] beyourzoomer 2025-04-28 07:55 pm (UTC)

[ Now isn't the right time for him to be asking this question. He can tell that much by the confusion in her voice. He tries to put himself in her shoes and think, too late, about how overwhelming everything is. But now her blank eyes are turned in his general direction and the knowledge that she may never see out of them again twists in his gut. He's never been good about holding his tongue.

He sighs, his flingers squeezing hers. ]
They said you volunteered to be bait. [ He wasn't there. He doesn't know what it was like to have the clock ticking down, or the desperation they'd all felt to do something, but it still feels like a cry for help. It still feels desperate at best and a suicide mission at worst. He can't get over the fact that Nancy, Steve, Lucas were okay with her going through with it.]

You almost died. [ Almost. But she's still here. Blind and broken, but alive. He's grateful, he is, but there's also a bitterness that is hard to swallow when he thinks about Eddie.]


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