after the end of all his evening cleanup, Grey can find Manabu slouched forward, elbows on his knees and head in his hands; he's only just started to reconcile the tail, but having grazed his fingers across where his ears were supposed to be has kicked off a fresh wave of visceral, existential dread.
they really just...cut him up...moved things around...all while he was asleep...
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ninetydegrees
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on 2024-03-12 06:43 pm (UTC)ha...
at least unease is kind of a buzzkill...
after the end of all his evening cleanup, Grey can find Manabu slouched forward, elbows on his knees and head in his hands; he's only just started to reconcile the tail, but having grazed his fingers across where his ears were supposed to be has kicked off a fresh wave of visceral, existential dread.
they really just...cut him up...moved things around...all while he was asleep...
how is he supposed to sleep ever again?!]