Cracked Under Pressure || Chapter 2 [Chapter Start] || Asao || [open]
The trial was... terrible. The execution was terrible. The case itself was terrible, and everything is just terrible. Asao walks back out into the cold air and shivers, walking off a ways towards the nearest building before slapping his hand on his face with a groan.
“Uggh, I... I.....”
There’s a choked noise before he lowers his face onto his arm in a quick motion...
“I-I hate this place, hhhh-”
Is he crying? It seems so, since his muffled sobs only get louder as he leans his back against the wall behind him and slides down to sit on the ground. His vulture companion who was following lands beside him and watches him curiously.
There’s.. not much else to see here. Just a crying boy and his bird.
