[‘Love’… such a strange, hopeful, terrifying word. Sunny didn’t think he deserved to be loved anymore. Kel only could because he didn’t know the awful things the teen had done, and Mari clearly had memory problems if she still cared for Sunny.
He wouldn’t argue against Kel not sleeping; Sunny was pretty sure he looked just as haggard. So he leaned backwards, fully against the rocky wall behind them. Notebook out but… not drawing, not writing. Just sitting in the silence.
Sunny was used to silence. Maybe he was even good at it. Kel… normally wasn’t, but that was alright. It was what made their friendship so unique. And Sunny liked to listen.]
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He wouldn’t argue against Kel not sleeping; Sunny was pretty sure he looked just as haggard. So he leaned backwards, fully against the rocky wall behind them. Notebook out but… not drawing, not writing. Just sitting in the silence.
Sunny was used to silence. Maybe he was even good at it. Kel… normally wasn’t, but that was alright. It was what made their friendship so unique. And Sunny liked to listen.]