Tom needs his Molly (Curio too, but he hasn't laid claim to him)

[notallworthy]

Tom felt hollow; like some vital organ had been ripped from his body leaving only a hole that ached and burned. It would take a while to heal, he knew it, and he also knew it would never really stop paining him. It was like losing Sophia all over again, but also worse somehow. He had gone rather numb this time around. He was almost

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[hunt_theheart]

*Curio is poking the piano as Tom drags himself through. the notes make a sort of guileless discord, and he doesn't look up immediately when he hears someone enter*

[notallworthy]

Tom looks up a little. "Hello, Curio."

[hunt_theheart]

*he looks up from the piano, curiously* Some shadow marks thy brow, my friend--! What is't?

[notallworthy]

"It's Richard... He got rid of it."

[youngandhealthy]

Molly is humming a bit, as she experiments with ways of arranging her hair in the mirror. She has acquired two new lovers in short order, is quite over Mr Strange (except for the settled anger that took the place of heartbreak once the spell wore off), and is, generally, quite pleased with herself.

T: Tom's serious face is so dashing.

[notallworthy]

She may notice Tom's reflection behind her in the glass. He hasn't made any other attempts to make his presence known.

Typist: Iconning binge? Me? Never.

[youngandhealthy]

She does, after a moment. "Tom!" She turns, at first smiling, then it fades. "Squire, what is't ails ye?"

[notallworthy]

"It's over, Molly."