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Lance’s hand shook, dragging the pen across the page. Dropping the pen, he stole a look at the pills next to his notebook. Sleeping pills, taken from the Altean medical supplies Lance found only a few weeks before. Technically, they belonged to Shiro.
Lance dragged his attention back to the paper where his suicide note was to go. Taking a deep breath and steeling himself, Lance picked up the pen again and set to writing.
Smiling instead of crying as he wrote, Lance chuckled as he signed the note.
Standing up, Lance gathered the notebook and pills, along with a water pouch, and headed for the pool.
Arriving, Lance found the room empty, relieved that no one decided their off-time was a good time for a swim. Turning the room using a panel on the wall, Lance waited with bated breath as the room spun.
Lance set the notebook by the pool’s edge, slipping in with the pills in one hand and the puchin the other. Popping the pills into his mouth two at a time, Lance chugged the water and grimaced at the taste of the pills. Already he could feel his heart speeding up before the pills kicked in, making his drowsy as he floated through the water.
“Lance!”
Fighting to open his eyes, Lance saw the other Paladins standing on the pool edge while Allura swam toward him. Closing his eyes and smiling, Lance took a deep breath. Feeling the water fill his lungs, Lance let himself succumb to the pull of sleep.