[He was about to say something unhelpful like 'I get that' or 'no shit' but neither came out fast enough and instead he felt like his stomach dropped through the floor when Claudio went and fucking disappeared on him.
He sat up straighter as he tried to figure out where the fuck he would have even gone and sometimes it was really fucking annoying having a dead space w-He didn't let himself finish the thought, even with the moment of panic. He didn't want that. Even if he thought it sometimes.
He was back seconds later, but that didn't stop the fact that he'd nearly given Trauma a goddamn fucking heart attack because he was pretty sure if Claudio disappeared right now he wouldn't see the guy for days.
And he was not okay with that, especially with how fucked up the past...however the fuck long had just been.
Trauma watched the retreat, hoping that being visible meant he wasn't going to be gone when Trauma actually followed, from his place on the floor. He waited, just for a minute, so he could make sure his head wasn't going to keep buzzing. When it stopped, he got up and went to their room too.
He sighed heavily, as if this was all some kind of massive troublesome fucking situation he had no say in and sat down on the floor with his back against the couch.]
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Date: 2011-01-03 07:43 am (UTC)He sat up straighter as he tried to figure out where the fuck he would have even gone and sometimes it was really fucking annoying having a dead space w-He didn't let himself finish the thought, even with the moment of panic. He didn't want that. Even if he thought it sometimes.
He was back seconds later, but that didn't stop the fact that he'd nearly given Trauma a goddamn fucking heart attack because he was pretty sure if Claudio disappeared right now he wouldn't see the guy for days.
And he was not okay with that, especially with how fucked up the past...however the fuck long had just been.
Trauma watched the retreat, hoping that being visible meant he wasn't going to be gone when Trauma actually followed, from his place on the floor. He waited, just for a minute, so he could make sure his head wasn't going to keep buzzing. When it stopped, he got up and went to their room too.
He sighed heavily, as if this was all some kind of massive troublesome fucking situation he had no say in and sat down on the floor with his back against the couch.]