The Park, Thursday Evening

[living_endless]

Death was waiting.

Death was often waiting. She'd waited for Didi's year to be up, and it was. She'd waited to do her job on the island -- and now she had done that, too.

And now there was just one thing left to do, one final goodbye to say. She had a feeling she wouldn't be waiting too long.

For now, there were ducks to feed.

Comments

[trigons_child]

...

*cries*

[canadianpopstar]

Yeah, I don't accept this, either. *sobs*

[rilla_myrilla]

[*waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaails*]

[blondecanary]

[*incoherent flailing and real tears and damnit I knew this was coming but it's even worse than Didi dying or Drake dying 'cause it's Jono being left... *gulp* *cry*]

[weetuskenraider]

[OOC: I LIVE IN DENIAL OF THIS AS WELL. But well done, bravo, and fantastic work from both of you. This hurt like hell and was absolutely perfect.]