#icantwritejakelol
[ A bad dream. ] (Not actually posted, just some exposition.) You’ve watched him die before. In the heat of the battle, with the knowledge the game or Jane would bring him back, it didn’t make your heart seize. You always had failsafes. The risks were always calculated ten times over by you, miniscule. “Dirk?” Jake’s hand curled around your shoulder, squeezing tightly in a way that should be reassuring but barely reached you. “You know as good as any I haven’t the slightest clue how to gab at you in a way that’ll slap a plaster on this giant mess of broken pieces, but…” He trailed off. You weren’t ...Read more
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