[When she opens the door, it's all too clear that she's been crying. Her eyes are red though she's doing her best not to draw attention to the fact by keeping her expression stern. Right now, she'd love nothing more than to fling her arms around him and bury her face in his chest.
You'd say goodbye, wouldn't you? You wouldn't go off to die without telling me?
She's still trembling a bit from what she saw. Stars clashing in the night sky. The death of someone she loved above all. But who?]
Please come in. I made coffee.
[She turns from him and walks to the living room before she can show even more weakness. It's not right to burden him.]
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You'd say goodbye, wouldn't you? You wouldn't go off to die without telling me?
She's still trembling a bit from what she saw. Stars clashing in the night sky. The death of someone she loved above all. But who?]
Please come in. I made coffee.
[She turns from him and walks to the living room before she can show even more weakness. It's not right to burden him.]