⚰️ - A dream/nightmare that featured someone no longer in their life
[ The memory of smell hits him before the visuals do, a heavy burn rests on the back of his tongue and distinctly he feels himself lick his chapped lips uncomfortably. Burnt rolls with honey butter and steak that's just raw enough sting his nose but he can feel himself pop another bite of the meat into his mouth. ]
[ He can hardly taste it but what little he can taste almost puts his mind to ease entirely. It's a familiar taste and it tastes like trust. ]
[ With a blink the scene comes to view, a table with two chairs and two people. One of them does not eat at the table, one does. The walls around them are barren and cold, he does not shiver. He chews with a jaw unmarred by battle and swallowing is painful. ]
[ He speaks in a voice he doesn't recognize. ]
"Oi, when's th' fuckin' burn supposed t' heal? Can't exactly enjoy 'payment' if it hurts t' eat."
[ The person that stands at his side speaks but his mind can't seem to register the words but he can tell they're annoyed. If he couldn't tell by tone alone, or the visage of a tone for words he cant hear, then the man's actions would've told enough. ]
[ He chokes on the next bite he attempts to take when his jaw is pried open with a mouth gag and gloved fingers slather the back of his tongue with a salve. ]
[ He thinks he garbles out a 'thanks' but the dream quickly dissolves into shapes and smells and nothing more. ]
[ Chuggus wakes up with a craving for honey butter and a dry throat. He does not remember ever having taste buds. ]