Never a Rogue

S h r u g.

   Tch.

.. … oh. Fuck. His head - it hurts.

More.. interfere. With any routine; any lives. This wasn’t his intention. If it’s nothing made of his city, infection, familiarity of sickness that just keeps spreading - he’s trying. 

Trying to stay away because a single compromise could mean that much more suffering.

The voices brought him here. This far. Far from any of that familiarity - far from ‘home.’

     "Alright- alright." 

           "Not like I need it." 

    Art please, now is not the time to be getting an attitude. You're lucky as hell Alex isn't trying to kill you right now.        He could do it easily, you know.

  Another sigh. 

         "Just.. cooperate with me on this, okay?"         She looked up at him-- oh, god, she looked completely pathetic.       "..I really can't do this alone, alright?"

   Ah-- 

  Really? You don’t have friends?

    Ah.. No, I don't-- I did- but she's kinda... yea.

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