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Who: Digger and Piper
Where: His house, calling Piper.
When: The night he leaves the bar, same day as the fight on his lawn, same day as Dorian coming to have lunch at work. He's had a busy day.
He was tired, that was for sure. And he still felt pensive and unsure of himself. He didn't want to admit how scared he was. He was still going to do it. Sure. But he was frightened to another death of it.
He kind of almost wanted to cry because he was very confused and felt really... empty.
Nicki hadn't said anything when he came home. Just put a hand on his shoulder and turned away, heading to the bedroom.
In the end, he was alone with his thoughts and feelings. And he wanted to positively kill Dorian for making him feel this way. Because he didn't want to remember. Didn't want to remember how something that had been the rare and he meant VERY rare 'bright spots' in his Hell had been turned into something that just felt twisted and hollow. He'd felt used.
He closed his eyes trying to get his breathing under control again. He wanted to turn his feelings off and not care. He could see how Nicki fell into this particular trap. But her way of handling things was a trap too. Because she just didn't 'care' most the time.
He looked at the phone and for a moment wondered why he was bothering. His eyes widened at that, and that nearly caused a panic. No! No. No no no no... don't shut down. Don't shut DOWN!
He grabbed the phone up and called Piper.
You're just overwhelmed, that's all! Just keep 'moving', and you'll come out the other side eventually.
He waited while the phone rang.
Where: His house, calling Piper.
When: The night he leaves the bar, same day as the fight on his lawn, same day as Dorian coming to have lunch at work. He's had a busy day.
He was tired, that was for sure. And he still felt pensive and unsure of himself. He didn't want to admit how scared he was. He was still going to do it. Sure. But he was frightened to another death of it.
He kind of almost wanted to cry because he was very confused and felt really... empty.
Nicki hadn't said anything when he came home. Just put a hand on his shoulder and turned away, heading to the bedroom.
In the end, he was alone with his thoughts and feelings. And he wanted to positively kill Dorian for making him feel this way. Because he didn't want to remember. Didn't want to remember how something that had been the rare and he meant VERY rare 'bright spots' in his Hell had been turned into something that just felt twisted and hollow. He'd felt used.
He closed his eyes trying to get his breathing under control again. He wanted to turn his feelings off and not care. He could see how Nicki fell into this particular trap. But her way of handling things was a trap too. Because she just didn't 'care' most the time.
He looked at the phone and for a moment wondered why he was bothering. His eyes widened at that, and that nearly caused a panic. No! No. No no no no... don't shut down. Don't shut DOWN!
He grabbed the phone up and called Piper.
You're just overwhelmed, that's all! Just keep 'moving', and you'll come out the other side eventually.
He waited while the phone rang.