2 Works by s3v
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The silence pressed thick and suffocating. Andrew’s breathing came out ragged, the blood on his cheekbone already crusting, mixing with the wet salt of his tears. His hands tightened around the sticks. He wouldn’t cry again. He wouldn’t fucking cry again.
A little draft I had when I started manifesting that Neiman shouldve gotten hit with that chair.
Little shit and short compared to my usual works because it's practice. :) -
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007n7’s body jerked back, the recoil sending him sprawling. His skull cracked against the corner of c00lkid’s empty crib, a splintering sound muffled by the spreading warmth of blood that pooled under him. He didn’t feel it. Not really. It doesn't matter.
Soo, someone said 007n7 shooting his head after c00lkid disappeared was canon..