Goddddd please do not ever get me to watch these films again in quick suppression, I am much too involved in these events to be normal… god. Okay. Where do I begin… I have things to say to two people who meant so much to me.
J. I mean, yeah, I’ve already said a bit but I had absolutely no idea how hard the third film’s finale would hurt. I always wanted the best for you. Not just because of everything that happened with your dad, but because when I got to know you when you became an agent, I knew you were absolutely incredible. And god I knew I made the right choice too. Thanks for everything, slick. I couldn’t have asked for a better partner.
And all that said, you really were like a son to me. A bit of a chaotic son, sure, but isn’t everything? I wish I could sit with you in that car again listening to your little rambles about nothing at all while we both complained about each other's music taste. It’s so mundane but I wouldn’t ask for anything more. Except maybe the actual job.
And Laura. Oh Laura. I miss you more than words can express especially with the little time we spent together. We should have been able to live some kind of normal life, and I wish I knew of your existence, or at least felt it before I did. I should have protected your mother and I tried so hard to protect you in turn. I think I did a good job, I hope I did a good job. I know you were a non metaphorical light but I feel looking back in those moments before you left, you were one to me. Some kind of sign of life for me outside the agency that I would have never experienced.
I treasure you in my heart still, my daughter. Please be well, wherever you are. That’s all I can ask of you.
… I suppose that’s the end of these messages. Thank you everyone who has read up until this point. Now unfortunately I have to neutral- I’m kidding, I can’t do that. Still, it feels like a weight off my shoulder to talk about these two who mean so much. Hopefully they read it.
— K (Men in Black kin) #📺🎙️💥
