Re: quicklog: eddie/muerte
[That dry laugh pulled out a matching one of their own. The irony was easy to see, even if it didn't make anything easier. The laugh was followed by another shaky breath and unsteady exhale.] I've never felt it before. Not like last night.
[The small distance felt like a chasm after being so close. And not a chasm that was wanted. But...] I want to talk to you. But I remember how hard it was before, when I was ...broken. For both of us. I don't want that for us again.