Lotus felt himself cringe at the directness of Likereal's words. It was too easy to distract himself with the sake cup in front of his seat, letting the rim tip up high so it would cover his expressions. The strange man struggled to capture his feelings rather than let them be thrown into a box and ignored. Likereal had been through too much because of him and this was one of the small ways Lotus could show his respect to the angel.
“I miss you. I get lost in time a lot, but when I pause and there's nothing to do or fix or control and I am left in my quiet apartment all alone....the silence is almost unbearable. Music doesn't feel like a person, it's just noise to fill in the empty space.” He set the cup down with a clink, louder than he had intended and poured himself another shot that he down quickly. Alcohol had a wonderful way of loosening his tight tongue and letting words flow from places other than his head.
There was much more he could say, but none of it seemed to make sense so he sat there awkwardly before giving up and offering the taller man a look of pained apology with a little shrug of a slender shoulder and a little curl of his lips.
“Regular is overrated,” he agreed quietly with a soft laugh. “And if we'd been regular, we'd never have crossed paths. How would your life have changed?”
“I miss you. I get lost in time a lot, but when I pause and there's nothing to do or fix or control and I am left in my quiet apartment all alone....the silence is almost unbearable. Music doesn't feel like a person, it's just noise to fill in the empty space.” He set the cup down with a clink, louder than he had intended and poured himself another shot that he down quickly. Alcohol had a wonderful way of loosening his tight tongue and letting words flow from places other than his head.
There was much more he could say, but none of it seemed to make sense so he sat there awkwardly before giving up and offering the taller man a look of pained apology with a little shrug of a slender shoulder and a little curl of his lips.
“Regular is overrated,” he agreed quietly with a soft laugh. “And if we'd been regular, we'd never have crossed paths. How would your life have changed?”
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