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22. Your Muse walks in on Mine Crying
@Foster: (if that’s alright)
James was having a rough day to say the least. And, hating to let others see him at his weakest and most vulnerable, he had locked himself away in his apartment.
Days like this were hard on the captain. Days where he was reminded that he had lost everything. His friends, his family. And all because they had aged and died and he had not. Yes, he had acquaintances now, but the fear of them growing old while he watched prevented him from making these relations anything more than formal and business-like.
So James locked himself away, curled up under a pile of blankets and cried. He cried silent tears at first and then wailed, shouted, and raged away the soul wrenching agony that gripped him.