Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 170925 times)

I remain silent, face in my pillow.

"Yeah... How about I go over there and hug you instead?"



I walk over to the end of the bed she is on, get on the bed and hug her.

"Jacov stop that."
"Yay, you're awake. You should sleep in a real bed rather than on the floor, you know."
I decide to put my bloodsoaked uniform into the washer dryer, then go to sleep, making sure that the badage stays on my leg.

I bury my fingers under my face and wipe my eyes.

"Suddenly falling to the ground due to an unexplained medical condition does not equal sleeping, just as two plus two does not equal seven."

"Keep calming down..." I say as I add some pats and rubs.

"Suddenly falling to the ground due to an unexplained medical condition does not equal sleeping, just as two plus two does not equal seven."
"Okay then, sorry. Should still get some rest, though."

"I would but I can't be arsed to get up."

"I would but I can't be arsed to get up."
"I'll drag you then."
I drag Alexia into her room and put her on her bed.
"There."
I walk into my room and hop in bed, my left leg still aching from the bullet wound.

I keep wiping my eyes and sniffling.

"Caaaaalm... Everything's going to be fine..." I say as I begin to doze off.