[Kel's voice is miserable, clawing for whatever it can hold onto. Basil only gets further away, and Kel's knees are weak. He wants to scream, throw a punch, but he'd take himself out before he ever got close to his friend.
[Black tears well up in his eyes as he coughs up and spits out some kind of clot.]
Why won't anyone just try?
[He's tried. For so long, he's tried. He sways where he stands, but he still tries. He has to try.
[His voice comes out small, so very small.]
We still love each other, don't we? It can't just be over.
cw: gross icky bodily? disease things?
Why?
[Kel's voice is miserable, clawing for whatever it can hold onto. Basil only gets further away, and Kel's knees are weak. He wants to scream, throw a punch, but he'd take himself out before he ever got close to his friend.
[Black tears well up in his eyes as he coughs up and spits out some kind of clot.]
Why won't anyone just try?
[He's tried. For so long, he's tried. He sways where he stands, but he still tries. He has to try.
[His voice comes out small, so very small.]
We still love each other, don't we? It can't just be over.