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[thepurpleone]

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Just kidding, you got my inbox bu~t if you leave a message I will get back to you as soon as I possibly can."

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[thepurpleone]

Then why does it still feel like it wasn't..?

[Maybe it's just him again. Maybe it's all still so fresh in his mind. He hates when he has no answers and can't explain things, he can't even remember when he'd last slept or if he'd even managed to sleep at all (how long had they been gone?) and it just feels like his mind's running on repeat because it's too tired to do anything else.]

...maybe?

I...don't know.

[ceruleon]

[Leo sighed, flopping onto the beanbag chair with a defeated slump. He felt like he should have an answer, or at least pretend to have one.]

Wish I knew. Cause it was hard, I guess?

[He swung out an arm to grab Donnie's opposite shoulder, pulling him into something that was not exactly a hug given their current seating/laying arrangement, but the sentiment was there.]

Just keep being there for Annie. I think she needs you more than she'll admit.

[Especially since he had the feeling she wouldn't want to be seeing much of him for a while once he gave her the news about her dad.]

[thepurpleone]

[Donnie immediately stiffens at he contact, taking a moment before managing to relax a little beneath Leo's arm. It's something, even if he finds that small comfort at odds with what seems like such a monumental responsibility. It's not that he'd ever give up on Anemone- he'd told her as much. But he just wishes that she would be able to have a break for all that keeps seeming to happen.

He nods a tiny nod, shrinking in upon himself even more, if just a little closer to Leo's beanbag as can be managed.]