[ simulated or not, he feels so real, warm and solid - he even smells the very same as he always has. it's him. it's him. for as independent a girl as alisaie is, and for all their marked differences, existing here for so long has felt like living with only half of her heart. a world in which they are not together, even at each other's throats, feels simply wrong. ]
You.. y-you have been..
[ at last her voice cracks around a sob, and alisaie cannot help the rush of tears that spill over, or the way her hands grasp tightly in the back of his coat, knuckles white. ]
You have b-been asleep, you godsdamned fool - for so long -
oh well!!
You.. y-you have been..
[ at last her voice cracks around a sob, and alisaie cannot help the rush of tears that spill over, or the way her hands grasp tightly in the back of his coat, knuckles white. ]
You have b-been asleep, you godsdamned fool - for so long -