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[ im sorry in advance for feels — ]
Linda, what did you think had happened when Henry disappeared ?
( Did you know ? Did you figure it out ? )
It was a difficult question. Linda lowered her gaze, considering how to respond to this. It still hurt her — what had happened to her husband, and the fact that she hadn’t helped him. Maybe there wasn’t anything she could’ve done, but she should’ve tried harder… right?
“When he didn’t come home that night, I just figured Joey had roped him into working for him again. Maybe they’d reunited and hung out for the night. I wasn’t overly concerned,” she admitted. “They used to be best friends, after all.”
She sighed. “But when he didn’t return the next day, I got worried. The day after that, I put up missing posters. Called the police. Organized my own search party. I even tried to send some people to the studio, even tried to go there myself, but… I couldn’t get in. And I couldn’t find him.”
“One time, someone had the audacity to tell me he’d left me for another woman.” Linda’s eyes narrowed. “I punched her in the face.”
She let out another sigh. “Anyway, uh… after a few weeks, I lost hope. I wanted to believe he was coming back, but the police told me it was a lost cause. The investigations stopped, the search parties were disbanded despite my protests, and I… I was devastated. Every night, I would sit outside the porch for at least an hour, just hoping he’d come back. And he… he didn’t.”
She breathed out. “Until… one night, he did. I was relieved. I tried not to tell him how hard it was for me… I tried to stay strong, but I think I broke down a little when I saw him. He would remember more than me.” She let out a sad chuckle. “He returned. And I didn’t know what had happened; all I had known was that he’d gone to the studio. He came back, his clothes covered in ink… I knew he’d suffered. I could see it in his eyes. But I didn’t know any of the details.”
“Honestly, though? I figured Joey had something to do with it.”
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lvcygraybaird · 5 years
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um also if that thing d&d said about viserys is true.........if ANNYYYYOOOONNNNEEE was mad out of the last 3 targ siblings...it was fuckin viserys???
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angstics · 3 years
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and i do believe that fandom creates better media than their source material
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katabasiss · 6 years
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okay but I’m supposed to write and here I am reorganizing my bookshelf
ahskjad yesss what a mood !!
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Anubis raised a brow as North snarled at him. After looking at him for a moment or two, the impending danger displayed in the growl began to annoy him. Without a second thought, he slapped North across the face. "Enough of that, it doesn't suit you," he demanded. "Now, sit your ass down and pull yourself together, I'll be standing over there when you're done," and the walked away to stand against a tree. ((Anubis, you jerk, that's not how you calm people))
My muse growls dangerously at you. How do you calm them down?
His growls stopped, but his anger on the other hand did not, in fact the slap made him even more. He turned his head slowly to face Anubis, his eyes glaring at the other being. Was this really how he was trying to calm him down? North ground his teeth and his hands clenched and unclenched. No. No he wasn’t going to calm himself down. Especially not after that. So, he did what seemed like the most satisfying thing his anger filled mind could come up with, which was to tackle Anubis to the ground and beat him with his fists.
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