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"What the fuck is he saying—"
Kevin grips the bottle like it's all he has.
Its something that he's used too. Its reliable. Its the only real thing he has right now because Riko being dead is not something that can be real.
The contents are almost gone. Wyamack is close saying something but Kevin is lost to what the words are as he rocks himself on the ground.
He can't breathe— the rim is on his lips —he can. He needs it because —
Riko is dead. Riko's dead. Dead.
The Japanese is familiar but the amber liquid is more.