"I'm coming home." //Hunter
Your Muse Has Been Missing For X Amount Of Years. Send “I’m Coming Home” For My Muse’s Reaction To Finding A Voicemail On Their Phone Of Yours Saying Just That
A choked noise escaped her lips when she heard his voice coming from her phone’s speaker. How many years had it been since she heard his voice? How many years has she been playing over the last moments she had with him before he disappeared? She had never stopped blaming herself. Never stopped searching. Never found a trace… Tears blurred her vision, but she could still make out those four letters of someone she hadn’t spoken to in such a long time….”Fang? I-Its Hunter. He-He-He’s alive Fang! He’s alive!”
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