[Sunny took to counting the minutes as he waited for an answer. Worried, fretted, then… oh, wait, there it is.
Except it’s short and fragmented, maybe rushed like Kel’s usual, but that still doesn’t stop his fears.
If only Kel knew… Sunny wasn’t strong. Not at all - physically or otherwise. He was a blade of grass being mowed down by a hurricane of threats, laughter, and memory. But…]
You too. Is it loud there?
[He was used to silence, but not like this. Sunny… starting a conversation? Unlikely, and yet he wanted to keep the communication open. It was the one way he could know Kel was still breathing.]
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Except it’s short and fragmented, maybe rushed like Kel’s usual, but that still doesn’t stop his fears.
If only Kel knew… Sunny wasn’t strong. Not at all - physically or otherwise. He was a blade of grass being mowed down by a hurricane of threats, laughter, and memory. But…]
You too. Is it loud there?
[He was used to silence, but not like this. Sunny… starting a conversation? Unlikely, and yet he wanted to keep the communication open. It was the one way he could know Kel was still breathing.]