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If anyone's gonna flood the thread, it'll be me with my cringe.
Here's writeup #10.
>the work day had finally come to an end
>you didnt really know whether to tell Blitzo about Verosika's burned up car or not
>he might find it funny in the moment, but IMP's liability would only make a stressful day even worse for him
>you'd also made a bit of a commotion in the parking lot when you shut the van door on Loona's tail
>infinitely worse than when you'd done it to your fingers a few years back, this time it was as if you had crushed your spine in a vice grip
>despite that little hiccup, things got much quieter once Blitzo had dropped off M&M
>you continued your cagey demeanor in spite of Blitzo's occasional attempts to lighten the mood, mostly because the questions you staved off with busy work began to creep their way back into your mind
>where was Loona?
>was your body okay?
>was any of this real?
>how long could you keep this up?
>mostly, the assassination still weighed on your conscience...
>a life had been snuffed out right in front of your eyes, and it disturbed you to the core
>in your previous world, you weren't really sure if there was a heaven or hell...
>but to think they were facts of this world served to both diminish your guilt and leave a deeply unsettling pit in your stomach from the implications
>God is real, and he's a tumblr OC.
>you couldn't help yourself, beginning to chuckle in the car from the sheer absurdity of that sentence
>"You uh, okay there Loonie?" he probed, glancing over at you with a bit of concern
>you put your best 'Loona' face on as quickly as you could
>"Fuck off and focus on the road."
>Blitzo smiled and got quiet again, probably hearing the first few words out of his daughter's mouth that day that truly sounded like her
>you wished you could tell him
>it wasn't right to do this, and you knew you were digging yourself a deeper hole with each passing minute
