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i.  winnifred

“you look it.” she assesses the situation: the man and the paperwork and what seems to be a list of numbers. that tugs at something in her chest. something she’s not sure how to name. 

it’s just that she doesn’t see people happy, usually. in her life before this there was a lot of anger, and some fear - from both sides of the equation - and more than a normal amount of boredom. and now - well that fear is there, but it’s a different kind of fear. a warped and terrible kind of fear. 

and she’d decided to stay. that’s sort of fucked up, isn’t it? there’s this part of her that relished that moment she turned towards the doorway and raised her gun. 

“oh, yes. it wasn’t meant to be an insult.” her lips quirk. “i have plenty of paperwork, if you want more.” 

the little pleasures,  he  supposes.  sixton  is  someone  who  wants  for  very  little.  he  likes  his  tea  in  the  mornings  &  at  night.  a  little  light  reading  in  the  evening.  quiet  moments  like  this  where  he’s  able  to  just  work  quietly  without  fear.  it’s  not  something  he’ll  want  for  the  rest  of  his  life,  but  in  parcel  doses  like  this——it’s  nice.

❛ i  wouldn’t  mind  it. ❜  it’s  less  gruesome  than  clearing  a  hospital  bed  just  enough  to  be  serviceable  for  the  next  unfortunate  soul.  he  always  did  end  up  with  a  lot  of  busywork.  he  was  quiet,  didn’t  complain  at  all  &  worked  diligently  despite  any  task  he  was  given.  so,  he  really  doesn’t  mind  taking  a  bit  more  on.  there’s  something  about  writing  things  down  that  has  always  calmed  him.  steadied  him  amidst  everything  else.  there’s  a  finality  to  it,  in  a  sense.   ❛ what  are  you  working  on  ? ❜

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