taintedfate:
“do you think we’ll ever get out of this mess?” una asks the person nearest to her as she lies down on her bed. “like, is it possible that maybe someday, someone —one of us, or anyone— is going to find some kind of cure? i know it sound far-fetched, but do you think it could happen?”
he turned to face the other as he tried to think of an answer to the sudden question, hues turning towards the ceiling in search of an answer. ❛ i mean, it’s not impossible. so, i suppose it is possible. ❜ he finally said, yet, he knew how vague it sounded. ❛ i mean ----- there are smart people out there, with cells and stuff, but even if we had a cure, how would we know ?? i think that’s the only problem. we are only a drop in an ocean. ❜









