Justin Finch-Fletchley (pl_justin) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2015-12-10 19:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1998 december, justin finch-fletchley, stephen cornfoot |
Who: Justin and OPEN
What: The unthinkable has happened
When: Thursday night after dinner
Where: A corridor between the Great Hall and the Hufflepuff dorms
Rating: Eh
Justin wasn't often found alone, he preferred not to be alone, but that word had taken on new meaning in the last day or so. His heart hurt with the loss of Ioan, but now it seemed to be more of a yawning emptiness. Yes, yes, he still had Anthony, but the fact of being alone, that dreaded and silly word single, even if he knew it was the right thing, was unsettling. But he knew it was right. But it didn't feel right, not yet. It distracted him, constantly invaded his thoughts, made his mind drift in ways he didn't want it to. It seemed to finally be the thing that had drained the anger from him, but at a steep cost.
Now, walking back to his dorm from a late dinner, he was almost startled to see someone approach from the other direction. Like the fact that people still lived and breathed and walked in this world was a sight to behold, and one he wasn't sure he understood.