✰ week 2 - wednesday

[crossingout]

[ Rather late in the evening, Zange opts to sit down at one of the benches before taking a glance to the person - as much of a person that they are nowadays - next to her. ]

Hey. How are you doing? Besides... dead.

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[crossingout]

[ She doesn't say anything. Fear runs in her like cold ice and when he walks away, she can't help but feel her eyes burn slightly. ]

You idiot! You don't understand anything...