[ It feels like skating across weak ice. They're both trying their best to navigate without putting down too much weight, without breaking the veneer of an easy conversation. It says something about them, that they're both managing so well now, but maybe that's only because her heart feels numbed in the aftershock of breakdown. ]
I moved around a lot, so things got lost sometimes. Or it wasn't worth the effort of saving. My last big move, back then, I think I ended up throwing away, like, a dozen old communicators. Stuff like that.
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[ It feels like skating across weak ice. They're both trying their best to navigate without putting down too much weight, without breaking the veneer of an easy conversation. It says something about them, that they're both managing so well now, but maybe that's only because her heart feels numbed in the aftershock of breakdown. ]
I moved around a lot, so things got lost sometimes. Or it wasn't worth the effort of saving. My last big move, back then, I think I ended up throwing away, like, a dozen old communicators. Stuff like that.
... I'm sick of it.