I shouldn't be so weak and not do what I'm supposed to do because of these current situations. I'll handle this.. issue of remembrance on my own.
It's expected of me to do better. It's expected.
Nothing more, nothing less.
hurts to breathe.. but I'm back on my couch. the silence is defeaning, and all I can hear is the crashes, the loss of my eye and my.. my scream.
I'll try and sleep this off.. I just need sleep. sleep is what I need.
im in the bathroom. i'm.. i'm sweating profusely. The pains are excruciating.. Now i'm.. getting nightmares. I keep trying to use my eye.. I keep getting reminded..
I.. I need someone. The one I can trust right now is Sword.. but I can't. I shouldn't.. I don't know anymore.
I'm starting to not be able to do simple things like hold a mug.. i'm cleaning up the broken pieces as the 'pain' is starting to subside.
I want all of this to go. I can't stop remembering.
[ he lets out a playful sigh, slightly sitting back and just letting the peaceful ambience envelop his exhausted shoulders. His expression genuine. ]
But nevertheless, I want to thank you, Sword. Allowing me to teach you something as simple as a 'board game.' It... means a lot.
[ the doctor hums softly, picking up another pawn and moving it foward. ]
You could say that. While it may SEEM like the backliners aren't experincing much, we most certainly are. Constantly keeping an eye on everyone and their health, making sure no one goes left behind. +
[ he slightly smirks, his tired eye showing an expression of slight smugness and sincerity. ]
Don't think I've forgotten that comment of yours when it came to frontliners and backliners. Your slight lost respect has yet to be gained, dear friend. +