[ it takes him a while. he has to sit, and process, and cry. and break a few things in his apartment.
okay, a lot of things. he'll clean it up later when he wants to die a little less.
but eventually he arrives at trevor's, and he knocks.
he absofuckinglutely looks like shit. gone are his hat and sunglasses and ever-present grin full of knives. instead stands a vampire that looks exhausted and dull, like his soul's been dampened with the news.
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okay, a lot of things. he'll clean it up later when he wants to die a little less.
but eventually he arrives at trevor's, and he knocks.
he absofuckinglutely looks like shit. gone are his hat and sunglasses and ever-present grin full of knives. instead stands a vampire that looks exhausted and dull, like his soul's been dampened with the news.
it's his fault. ]