Ranboo frowns, pressing their face further into the pillow, long frame curling up more tightly there in the center of the bed. Just a little bit.
"... it doesn't make any sense," they murmur. "I don't want any of this. I don't want you to do this for me. Why don't you just... let me die?"
They heave a sigh, suddenly seeming exceptionally small in the bed where they're curled up tight-- almost more like a child than the young adult they truly are.
"It would be a whole lot easier for you. Like... whatever you want from me, it can't be worth all this."
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Date: 2024-12-16 12:18 pm (UTC)"... it doesn't make any sense," they murmur. "I don't want any of this. I don't want you to do this for me. Why don't you just... let me die?"
They heave a sigh, suddenly seeming exceptionally small in the bed where they're curled up tight-- almost more like a child than the young adult they truly are.
"It would be a whole lot easier for you. Like... whatever you want from me, it can't be worth all this."