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———❝ Luck isn’t quite the word for it. Survivors are just about as lucky as the victims, in most cases. ❞ Victims died. Survivors continued on. The distinction between the two was blurred, but the connotation certainly separated the meaning. The man wondered if he should leave it there, before things got too unprofessional.
❝ Still, a dead hero is a saint until the skeletons in the closet come knocking— Hell, what am I even talking about that this point? ❞ Pouring himself a cup of coffee from the municipal kettle, the teacher flashed a smile at his colleague. It was a bit pathetic to admit something like that, but he understood. The man could empathize; he hadn’t had a pleasant sleep in more than a decade.
He hummed, politely pouring the other a mug, while he doctored his own coffee with cream. ❝ How’s my English, Mr. Lin? I do hope it’s on par, it doesn’t look like I’ll finish teaching here any time soon. ❞
