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negative_feedback) wrote2019-12-02 11:45 am
negative_feedback) wrote2019-12-02 11:45 am
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Oct 6
Regan feels a little wobbly, still, but the doctors had found no reason to keep her once she'd woken up. They hadn't even wanted to keep her during her coma, because apparently this was just something that happened, but Greta had insisted.
After she's home, and she and Greta and Saoirse have their time together, she decides to make her way to the Home. If she's back — or, awake, which is what Greta had told her — then they are, too, right?
She feels a little sick as she gets closer, though. She can't help but think of Richie. He's gone, and it's her fault. A bitter, angry part of her notes that he's another loss to add to her list. She keeps losing people, and it's always her fault.
She stands outside the Home for what feels like a long time before finally going inside. Everything seems normal, like nobody'd been gone — sleeping, she reminds herself — for two days straight. It's hard to imagine people just... so easily going about their lives. Richie's gone. Shouldn't they be mourning?
Regan feels a little wobbly, still, but the doctors had found no reason to keep her once she'd woken up. They hadn't even wanted to keep her during her coma, because apparently this was just something that happened, but Greta had insisted.
After she's home, and she and Greta and Saoirse have their time together, she decides to make her way to the Home. If she's back — or, awake, which is what Greta had told her — then they are, too, right?
She feels a little sick as she gets closer, though. She can't help but think of Richie. He's gone, and it's her fault. A bitter, angry part of her notes that he's another loss to add to her list. She keeps losing people, and it's always her fault.
She stands outside the Home for what feels like a long time before finally going inside. Everything seems normal, like nobody'd been gone — sleeping, she reminds herself — for two days straight. It's hard to imagine people just... so easily going about their lives. Richie's gone. Shouldn't they be mourning?