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07 // audio // when in doubt, eavesdrop
[Alex has avoided outright conversation for most of the event, but he's opened his feed now and again to find out if it's over. This is one such occasion.
He doesn't speak, but you might notice a mysteriously less-than-chatty feed going around, broadcasting the very, very faint sound of shallow breathing and occasionally the clink and gulp of quiet drinking.]
He doesn't speak, but you might notice a mysteriously less-than-chatty feed going around, broadcasting the very, very faint sound of shallow breathing and occasionally the clink and gulp of quiet drinking.]
[audio, technically]
[Alex feels sick.
You're not gonna die, is one thought that sticks out. He doesn't try to say it out loud; he doesn't know if he'd be able to, because he doesn't know if it's true. You're not gonna die. He looks down at his hands; the tiny white scars are invisible in the darkness. His grip tightens on his coffee mug.]