#fiver:edgar

[loomingdread]

“Oh, I didn’t realize they handed out invitations to just anyone.” (Fiver & Edgar)

Fiver's brows furrowed softly, Edgar's sarcasm certainly not lost on him. He took a deep breath, letting the prickle of unwanted tension wash over him. Any problem the other had with him, was only because he didn't like the things he'd had to say. That wasn't new at all. This was just like what happened with Bigwig and he came around in time. "Yeah, well, I guess they made an exception for me." he replied, trying to keep his tone light, but not fully succeeding. He glanced at Edgar, the strange buzz in his mind already growing stronger. "Besides," he added, quietly. "I'm not sure any of us really know why we're here. Do you?" @fcrafcrtnight

[loomingdread]

"you can't do it for the rest of my life, though. you have to let me go." (Fiver & Edgar)

Fiver's expression softened, the words hitting him like a weight he couldn't shake off. "I know," he murmured, voice small and defeated. "I just....I don't know how to stop it." He rubbed his arm, glancing away. "It's not as easy as just letting go. Even just thinking about you...I get this terrible pain in my stomach...I...I see things...I can't just ignore it."

@fcrafcrtnight