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In one booth, sitting with his back against a wall, is a Bruce. His legs are stretched out in front of him on the bench of the booth and a book is laid face down on those legs. A large mug of something vaguely like coffee sits and stews on the table as he sits with his head hack against the wall, watching, sometimes, the passing crowds.
Most of the time he has spent here has been in refuge, relaxation, and seeking hope, chasing ideas and cure dreams. Even though he still researches, he now sees also darker shadows here. For his curse has followed him, and this place no longer offers complete refuge from nightmares long carried.
This morning, red eyes are the eyes that peer out from behind glasses at the crowd, and he sits, and thinks, and wonders what will happen next.
Most of the time he has spent here has been in refuge, relaxation, and seeking hope, chasing ideas and cure dreams. Even though he still researches, he now sees also darker shadows here. For his curse has followed him, and this place no longer offers complete refuge from nightmares long carried.
This morning, red eyes are the eyes that peer out from behind glasses at the crowd, and he sits, and thinks, and wonders what will happen next.
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"Dreams... yeah."
He turns away.
"I cant ever make up for everything Joe did to you there, Molly.... but I will do my best to make sure you never have to see or hear him again..."
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"I hope that the things you managed to get help you. It was such a blur after we got off of the train, I hope it's all there."
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"Me too... Me too."
He smiles softly.
"You, ah... alright?"
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he smiles.
"I will see you later?"
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She hates that it's so awkward between them. But how couldn it not be, after everything that's happened to them?
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He wishes that things were better. He truly did.
Grey skies ahead now... grey skies ahead.