What life could have been. (Madcom angst one-shot)
(first time doing angst, so it’s probably shit-)
Sanford stood on a cliffside. watching the world below him. the red sky of Nevada shun apon him and many others. the wind softy blowing by. he sighed. he remembered a time where everything was better, where reality was normal, hank never killed the sun, and without the improbability drives.
the sound of footsteps brought him back. he sighed. “hey, you alright San’?” an all too familiar voice asked. Sanford huffed. “yeah, just thinking.” the voice came closer. “Bout what?”
Sanford was quiet for a moment, before speaking. “thinking about how life could have been different, without all this... madness..”
he then glanced at his best friends grave. his undamaged eye had a trail of silent tears.
“and a life with you still here...” he finished quietly.
