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Abby Anderson ([personal profile] armd) wrote in [personal profile] obitus 2021-03-13 06:15 am (UTC)

"Oh."

Abby feels like sitting down next to him. It felt like a nightmare, walking into that funeral home and being handed a pamphlet with Lev's name and photo emblazoned over the front cover. It hadn't felt real. Honestly, she'd had to tell herself in the end that it hadn't, just to keep that sharp edge of grief from lingering in the back of her mind afterwards. Lev hadn't actually died, so she didn't need to dwell. Right?

She rests her palms on the bench and leans into them for a second, puffing out her cheeks before she exhales.

"And he touched you?" She can imagine that. Lev had tried to touch her, too. He hadn't hurt her, though. Even when he was finally solid again he was warm, and alive. That must have been difficult, for the both of them. They're close, Abby knows at least that much.

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