[ Wiping his face, he continues to get morosely drunk. Looks like the bottle is already almost empty. ]
Such is how it always goes. They die and I replace them with another lover... [ He trails off into humourless, self-deprecating laughter. ] What a heartless fiend I am.
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[ Wiping his face, he continues to get morosely drunk. Looks like the bottle is already almost empty. ]
Such is how it always goes. They die and I replace them with another lover... [ He trails off into humourless, self-deprecating laughter. ] What a heartless fiend I am.