Martin arrives at the beach, out of breath, sweating, he's wearing a shirt, some shorts, and flip flops, frankly nothing special, one must wonder why he came in such a rush, and why his expression looks like he just saw a ghost.
[Feel free to int :)]
@remnantsofacage “No, sorry, I’m not taking that, you should be angry, if at least a bit? It was sudden, messy, handled poorly, do you mean to tell me you don’t care?”
Martin hesitates before lifting the brim of the hat, looking her in the eyes.
“Really?”
@Regrets_endLCB “…I thought I saw a man who abused me a long time ago.”
Martin’s voice lost all energy, all fight. “He was standing in a crowd, looking at me, I just… I just ran…”
@remnantsofacage Martin stands somewhat awkwardly.
“Yeah… I… I guess I just got…”
He stumbles for a bit before straightening up.
“I’m sorry.”
Of course Milton probably didn’t care, he probably would laugh at an apology, but Martin wanted to anyway.
@remnantsofacage Martin’s hand hesitates somewhat, but grabs Milton’s, her hands were warm, far warmer than Martin’s practically frozen hands.
“It’s… been a bit…”
@Regrets_endLCB Martin breathes, taking in the ocean air.
“Thanks…” there was something about the pressure that was actually kinda nice right now, he didn’t have to think about moving, or anything else, was that on purpose? Or was William just fucking with him?
He couldn’t tell.
@remnantsofacage !?
Two ghosts in a day, it’s felt like so long…
“Milton!?”
All this running, this heat, god it’s… it’s getting to him…
Martin stumbles for a moment before passing out.
What does he wake up to?
@LCB_Rapunzel Martin immediately grabs her and buries his head in her shoulder, he’s silent, but his breathing is ragged.
It couldn’t have been real, right?