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Honestly, if I can make just one person feel loved, or important or like they matter or that they can get through something hard, then I’ve accomplished something I’m proud of.
Aoto is surprised to say the least, very few people just talked to them without promptimg, and so nicely too...they think. It doesn't Sound like sarcasm. They smile, but that'll be hidden by the face mask. So they also give a quick thumbs-up and reply,
"Th-t-thanks d-dude. I-I, uh, like yo-you-your s-shirt!"
They wonder if he was here for the concert. He didn't have the average metal fan look, but honestly they don't think they themself do either...so who knows?
The storm is the worst in recent memory, a symptom of the season’s intention to be especially cruel.
A knock at the door, a hollow and sorrowful request. “I had no where else to go,” a choked confession. Solace? Our feud set aside, undeserved mercy, maybe even forgiveness?
Can you offer it? Is it even yours to offer?
An apology? At least the opening movement of one?
“Come inside, this port is always open to you.” Soft as hearth light. Soft as a prayer.
I really enjoy just existing in hotels. The long identical hallways. The soulless abstract art. The weird noises the air-conditioner makes. Strange city lights in the window. Six stories off the ground. Strangers chatting in the hall. Nothing in the dresser. No past, but an infinite present.