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What if we were together and held hands in comfy silence?
What if we were together and I could hold you and comfort you in the night?
What if we could go outside together and go to café's and talk for 2 hours without getting bored or tired of each other?
Wouldn't that be a dream life?
-- ᴺᶦⁿᵗᵉⁿᵈᵒ
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump. The rapid beating of Henry's own heartbeat ringing in his ears contrasted heavily with Austin's non-beating one.
The server room was dimly lit like always, with the occassional small beep from one of the servers.
Jealousy.
Satisfaction.
Blood covered the head of the axe Henry wielded. He stared down wide-eyed at the headless, legless corpse that was Austin. Just a tad unrecognizable.
The man sighed almost dramatically, this is gonna be one hell of a mess to clean up.
But with some effort, he eventually got the job done.
Looking at the body any longer was gonna make him retch. But it was already done. Austin's gone.
....Wait a minute.
Guilt.
Panic.
He just killed a man.
It's his fault.
Damnit.
Henry quickly left the server room, his mind already reeling with possibilities. What if somebody finds out? He's already got a certain reputation, being that he never talked to anyone. Somebody is gonna find out evetually, aren't they?
He could've just talked to somebody and this wouldn't happen; but his impulsiveness just made him do that.
uhhh wiipppp