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Fuck How long have I been up for?

I flinch away frohtness and rub the exhaustion froh the files Cyrus sentnow

A heavy sigh escapes my chest There’s a lot of info in

these reports that ilobe, but nothing that ties him directly to my troubles—at least, not that I’ve found yet

At least my brother doesn’t appear to be attached to him in any serious way Dante just seeoes, which catches the attention of local crianizations They ets mixed in with Enzo’s shit

Fucking Dante Where the hell are you, little brother?

“Still up, huh?” Cyrus’s heavy voice comes from the office doorway I spin around ininteresting?”

“Plenty,” I gru my nose “But how much of it is useful to me? Not much, not yet”

“We’ll keep looking In the o check up on your little wild flower We had a suspected breach last night Nothing’s ’s even broken, but there was an open door and fresh mud in the baseoing out for a piss in the yard who forgot to lock up after hiht I’d let you know, anyways”

My heart ticks heavily at the ht I wish I could have, there’s just so much to do

“Have you checked on her yet?” I ask, standing up froht My bones are stiff and htness floats aroundfro too burdensome

Cyrus has a glass of fizzling water in his hand, he takes a sip as he nods “AShe said that Catalina was tucked under the covers and fast asleep You’ve got yourself a keeper there, buddy Good job”

Good job With everything that’s happening, with everything I’ve lost, a good job is the last way I’d describe ood job, I’ve been a terrible boss, a terrible king, a terrible warrior

But I’ve been a good lover

Who would have guessed that I would have ever had that to say aboutaway, all the ht I was, and all that’s left are the bones and organs My heart fills up twice the space in my chest than it used to, and the more time I spend with Cat, the less I care that itme from other issues