[ vergilius. he can hear vergilius amidst the dissonant noise in his head that sounded almost like the eerie music the pianist was playing while it all went down. that's right, vergilius is the only one here who knew-- ]
...Angelica.
[ he manages to croak. he refuses to look at the other man, his tears welling up and dropping onto the soft fabric of the gloves. ]
It felt like it happened yesterday. It can't have, can it...?
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...Angelica.
[ he manages to croak. he refuses to look at the other man, his tears welling up and dropping onto the soft fabric of the gloves. ]
It felt like it happened yesterday. It can't have, can it...?