" Cut it out, you're scaring me ... ! "
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faceclaim. adair tishler
[ ⊗ ] It was always awkward trying to approach someone, especially someone who might not even recognize him. At this point he desperate for company, just someone to talk to; it seemed anyone else he knew had either disappeared or just had better common sense to stay away such a violent episode like he was. It hurt more because it was true and there was nothing he could do to really fix it besides pop pills and stay awake. With a soft huff he made his way towards a familiar face as they didn't seem to spot him at first, the cigarette hanging from his lips taken away with a hand as he spoke out with smoke wisping around his words." .. 'ey. uh.. "
" long time no see huh? "
[ ⊗ ] Their reaction made a shy smile flash across his features, relieved that they did remember him. It had been so long ago and he still felt guilty about that whole ordeal with his alter ego almost hurting them. Maybe he could still make it up to them somehow?" things 'ave been .. quiet i guess. "
" not many people bother t' approach me. so it's kinda lonesome most days. "
" what 'bout you? a lot of time 'as passed. "
" ... um. "[ ⊗ ] He held the camera out to them, the device slightly beaten and dirty but still seemed to work properly. There was nothing to be said about the situation; he lost his meds and paid the consequence for doing so.
" .. i think i got somethin' that belongs t' ya? "