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#also i should honestly draw a belated birthday for neets soon
disastersteps · 3 months
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holds hands to their face
the thought of anita staring out, weither it was to strung a guitar or in the middle of the project, or just staring out. eyes blank, feeling afloat. floating. floating.
floating until two set of hands on their shoulders- each hand held firm and soft. but different.
and anita blinks, life in their eyes come, and they look up. behind them. ortega with her firm hand, and mortum with her soft hand.
anchors. how it is possible to have two anchors.
of course having two anchors hold you down from floating away, of course it kept you from losing yourself- who you were and who you are now.
and simply. ............. yeah.
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