@CRUSHlNGDEFEAT [A hand extends to cup his bearded cheek, drawing the disheveled man forward until the warmth of her curves are pressed firmly against the harsh planes of his body. Any space left between them, eradicated.
Nevertheless, her dark eyes gleam.]
I see.
surviving is never beautiful, it's not heroic like they tell you in fairytales and movies. it's dirty, it's tears streaming down your face and sobbing in a dark corner. it's blood on your hands and in your face, it's fear and feeling numb at the same time.