#somewhere-weknow

“Hey Mia! I have a question that I need to ask you, but uh, I don’t know if it’s appropriate.”

“I miss them. My heart breaks because they are gone but at the same time I resent them...I resent being handed the...job because there is no one else left to take the responsibility. Is it bad to feel this way?” Loki ranted to Mia, having been at the bar for several hours now drinking.

The God liked to cause mischief in other ways. It had become a past time of his to go to a pub and play up the ‘spilling your heart to the bartender’ troupe. Mia, though...actually made him spill the beans to a certain extent. He downs his shot of whiskey, motioning for another.

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