shitknickers: lyrics from the Mountain Goats' "Fault Lines" (down here where the heat's so fine)
Jake english ([personal profile] shitknickers) wrote in [community profile] burning_smile 2013-05-27 03:40 am (UTC)

It was good it had taken him that long, really. It gave the medics time to come in, assess the situation, give a guesstimate on Jade's time of death (4:13AM, peacefully, in her sleep), and take her body away. She would be cremated and the ashes returned to Jake to do with what he pleased, as stated in her will.

He processed the information remarkably well, and sat in the spot she'd been laying as soon as he was alone again. Bec sat with him in silence for a long while, and got up to greet Dirk before Jake even considered moving. He didn't look up until he heard Dirk's footfalls behind the clicking of Bec's claws coming down the hallway.

And nothing really looked wrong, but Dirk could probably feel the cold emptiness of the room. At least, nothing looked wrong until Jake didn't bother trying to smile and the weight of the morning settled heavily on his shoulders. He didn't hold eye contact, sagging a little where he sat without speaking. Bec whined softly and then padded off down the hall again to leave them be for a spell.

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