[Stephen stays there for a moment, just needing to feel Curt's solid presence in his arms. The reminder that he's still here. He tilts his head into the crook of his neck for a second, breathing in. He finally pulls back, not entirely out of Curt's arms, just enough to be able to looking him in the face. He scrubs his hands over his face hastily, still looking down.]
I guess everyone leaves eventually. I just wish there was some sort of fucking rhyme or reason to it.
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I guess everyone leaves eventually. I just wish there was some sort of fucking rhyme or reason to it.