@phonedinself ╚» ♥ «╝
⟲.•÷•..× His fault. As irrational as it is, he can’t shake the feeling. Like a weight on his chest or a shackle around his ankle. How typical of him... Making it all about him. The world revolved around him in his own mind. When he heard that the treatment wasn’t working.... When they gave him a time she’d probably die... All he could think was... Is this my punishment? He almost wants to hit himself. He’d like to think that if the universe was planning on punishing him, it’d have the balls to hurt HIM not HER. There’s no grand plan. No nothing. Like dice rolls on those old games they used to play. It’s luck. And it seemed like he and Mayuri always got dealt the shitty hand. ×.•÷•..⟳
⟲.•÷•..× He’s waiting for M4. The designated meeting place is just a street corner. Honestly, he hardly even remembers getting here. He hardly even remembers how long he’s been standing here. He reaches into his pocket to retrieve his phone, the fabric sticks to his raw knuckle and it hurts a little. He winces. After he got the news, he may have punched the wall in the bathroom once he was alone. He may have even done it more than once. In fact, he could have even broken a finger. It doesn’t seem swollen enough for that. Just bruises and some torn skin. It doesn’t even matter. ×.•÷•..⟳
⟲.•÷•..× He gets his phone and checks the time. It’s not quite the time of the meetup. The sun is just starting to paint the sky red as it sets. The good thing about him is that he looks pretty average. He really doesn’t stand out. He probably just looks like some random loser getting stood up. That would at least explain the look on his face. Well, he honestly looks pretty distant and removed. Maybe even more than usual. He decided to email Moeka and tell her he’s already here. ×.•÷•..⟳
To: M4 [ I’m here. Are you going to be here soon? You have ten minutes or I’m going without you. ]
⟲.•÷•..× He hits send and instantly wonders why he felt the need to be so harsh. Ten minutes from now was the agreed upon meeting time. It’s not her fault he’s early. He thinks about sending another message, but changes his mind. Maybe it’ll make her hurry. He’ll apologize later. After he explains their orders, that is. ×.•÷•..⟳
