[There was a kind of beautiful to be found in things that were disgusting or discarded. An ugly toy at the bottom of a crane machine. A stray cat with matted fur. A smile full of bile and emotions he couldn't recognize.]
[Am I the only one to see you smile like this?]
[The grin spreads on his face, looking slightly more peaceful despite the pain coursing over his own chest. The hand that left nail imprints in Cater's shoulder comes down to trace a red line further under Cater's torn shirt with his fingers. Under the covered fabric his hand draws,]
[I... D... I... A... of course, drawing them all in such confined quarters means that it's hardly anything readable by the end. It's just a smear of blood against his abdomen.]
If you remember me. If you...
[the confidence starts to waver again]
... if you can- care... Right now, I feel like I'd give anything for that.
[he leans forward slightly, shifting his weight onto Cater's hand, the mess of tears up above and blood down below.]
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[Am I the only one to see you smile like this?]
[The grin spreads on his face, looking slightly more peaceful despite the pain coursing over his own chest. The hand that left nail imprints in Cater's shoulder comes down to trace a red line further under Cater's torn shirt with his fingers. Under the covered fabric his hand draws,]
[I... D... I... A... of course, drawing them all in such confined quarters means that it's hardly anything readable by the end. It's just a smear of blood against his abdomen.]
If you remember me. If you...
[the confidence starts to waver again]
... if you can- care... Right now, I feel like I'd give anything for that.
[he leans forward slightly, shifting his weight onto Cater's hand, the mess of tears up above and blood down below.]