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He closed his eyes, sighing, the corners of his mouth dropping as his frown deepened. "Thank you."
He exhaled slightly, slipping his arms around her and pulling her close, desperate for comfort. "You're mine too."
He exhaled slowly, shaking her head. "It's not your fault. I can't believe you came here tonight for me."
"I could have paid better attention," he told her, shaking his head. "I could have seen through the lines."
He took a deep breath, resting his head on his hands. “I just feel like such a fool, Lilith.”
He looked up at her and his eyes were slightly wet. “Yeah, no... no problem.”
"Alright," he said, sitting on the edge of the bed.
He rifled through the drawers before passing her a pair of black sweatpants.
He looked down at her and gave her a soft smile. "I don't know if my pants would fit you... I think I have sweatpants somewhere."
He gave her a small smile, pulling out a shirt for her. "Lil, I have never been gladder to see someone in my entire life."
His face fell slightly and he went silent, heading over to his drawers. "Sad. Upset."
He frowned, going into his bathroom, bringing back a fluffy towel and draping it over her shoulders. "You must be freezing," he said, rubbing...
His eyes widened and he backed away, opening the window for her. "Yeah, I... I do. Why are you here? You're soaking wet!"
He started, sitting up with a frown and coming over to the window, opening it and peering through the rain.
Sylas exhaled, his brows furrowed as he buried his face in his pillow, praying for sleep that he knew wouldn't come.
(Zoop?)
He nodded, sticking his hands in his pockets. "Thanks."
"Yeah, I... I should be alone, I think."
He stood up abruptly. "I... I should go."
He pursed his lips, taking a deep breath. "We, uh... we broke up," he said quietly. "She's been seeing someone else for the past 4 months."
