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❝Why do I always end up destroying everything I've ever loved?❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#EE3B3B ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #FFCCCC】
|| The Death of a Bachelor || Panic! At the Disco ||
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#EE3B3B ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #FFCCCC】
|| The Death of a Bachelor || Panic! At the Disco ||
Echo shook her head, crying once more. "I-I wo-won-won't." She stuttered pathetically, feeling like a child trapped in a high chair. "I pr-pro-promise." Echo reached out and took Flourspar's hand, placing it against her heart. She wasn't sure if Flo could feel it, but Echo could feel Flo's pulse beneath her fingertips and it calmed her. "I-I'll a-a-ask hi-him," Echo said quietly as a doctor strode in. Elliot, followed by Oliver, who was glowering. He gently checked Flo's heart rate, noting that she was responding to a presence for the first time since arriving. "Echo, what do you two talk about?" Elliot inquired and Oliver snorted in response. "F-Flo l-lik-likes t-t-to kn-know what-"
"Stop stuttering you stupid brat," Oliver hissed.
"Hey!" Elliot snapped to his demon, who flinched in response. "That's not anyway to talk to Echo, apologize."
"Sorry," Elliot grumbled.
"Nicer."
"Sorry!" Oliver stormed out, Echo tearing up once more. The nurse walked over to comfort her, patting Echo's head, who flinched at the touch. "He doesn't mean it, Oliver is just a big baby." Elliot tried to reassure her as he turned back towards Flo, "F-Flo do-don-don't go-go ye-yet." Echo begged, but she was already gone. "So you can speak to her?" Echo nodded in response, releasing Flo's hand. "W-we t-tal-talk al-alot." Echo whispered, "a-abo-about ever-er-everything." Elliot nodded, his smile gentle. "I'll make sure you two can have more frequent check in's then." He turned to leave, the nurse wheeling Flo away. Echo's nurse came to take her, it was group therapy time. She had made a promise after all and Elliot had aid that the first step to getting better would be to be around other people.
"Everyone we have a new face in the group today!" Elliot clapped his hands together to get their attention, Echo flinched, they were sitting around one of the circle tables today, their group having grown by one member. "Do you want to introduce yourself?" She was ethereal, one of the most beautiful demons Echo had ever seen. Her hair was white and reflected the sunlight, her eyes a rose colored red. "Hello everyone," her voice was heavenly and the whole table was enamored. "My name is Angel," she fidgeted with the white gown she was wearing. Everyone else wore their own clothing, but it seemed Angel had no one to bring her, her belongings. "I don't have any memories, but I'll do my best not to forget any of you!"