

Dane 'Bro' Strider
@smmuppetStein
... I was forced to make an account. 47 . German
... The smoked brisket is almost done.
... Haven't slept yet. Had the urge to cook smoked brisket.
... Good evening.

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@smmuppetStein Time seems to slow. Painfully. It's Quiet... aside from the gradual ringing in your ears. You feel sick, the world seems to spin on it's axis from the figure laying in front of you, a few feet away. He isn't moving. A pool of blood is surrounding the boy on the floor, it's starting to dry. You kneel down to him as shaky hands pull him close, his body was cold, so... so cold. Your boy, your light, your hope, the small figure tucked inside his warm bed as you peer through the crack of a door, the boy you went through hell and back for, the one thing that kept you together through the harsh years, the smile you wished to see one more time while behind bars, his first katana, his first birthday, the little hand wrapped around your finger, your everything... Your son ... lays limp in your arms. He's gone, he isn't coming back and it's your fault...it's all your fault, you should've been here before this could happen, you wished it was you instead, it SHOULD'VE been you. ...Oh, Dave...He didn't deserve this... Your hand takes off the boys shades, his eyes were distant, vacant, scared...you softly close them. Those fuckers deserve everything they have coming for them. Never back down. 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗
... Remember to stay hydrated during the heat and don't forget to eat something.
... What's happening.
... Evening chittr.
... Good evening.
... Sometimes. I want things i shouldn't have.
... Very late but hello chittr.




