Aug 21, 2015
「you feel like home」
「 vmxnini 」
The coroner’s office was barren of loud chatter and frequent visits of co-workers coming and going like most other places of the department. Death had that effect on people. It took people with a certain type of caliber to accept the ugly nature of life after death. Strength also came into play for those who can stomach it on a daily basis. She was used to sitting on the bench far away from the morgue of bodies since she considered herself as someone with a weak constitution. The day had been too long and fatigue seeped through her bones. She needed something to replenish her energy. She needed a piece of home.