[They take the opportunity immediately, all cute and no thoughts inside those little brains of theirs, flickering and adorable as they crawl up her arm.]

It doesn't really do that, I guess it wakes me up, but that's what it's supposed to do.

[He takes a sip, holding it with both hands before he sucks in a slow breath in, releases it.]

My friend died today. Which...really fucking sucks, cause that wasn't how he was supposed to go out. He was going to abandon us all for his wife the minute he graduated, and I would have had to pretend that it's fine, it's normal. That's what people do when they get married, they disappear. But no...he's just dead now.

And I can do fuck all about it, and he'll never remember me, or any of the stupid shit I did, or the bet we made, and I- [Hanna had started out strong, but the more he talked, the more he kind of just devolved into a mess.] I'm kind of worried now that everyone is going to just do that? Like.

This keeps happening, and I pretend it's just the usual, and it doesn't bother me, but I can't handle it, when people just...leave like that. It fucks me up.