[The space between his ears still feels like static and white noise. Like reality has tilted sideways and is no longer recognizable. He sinks down into one of the chairs in the shop, scrubbing at his face with a hand.
A long silence passes between them, long enough that Ken might wonder if Shinjiro has simply given up on this conversation outright. Then, at length:]
Why?
[Of all the things he regrets, that's the only part of the whole sordid affair he's ever thought he didn't fuck up.]
SORRY i like died for a week+
A long silence passes between them, long enough that Ken might wonder if Shinjiro has simply given up on this conversation outright. Then, at length:]
Why?
[Of all the things he regrets, that's the only part of the whole sordid affair he's ever thought he didn't fuck up.]