[ it makes him lose focus, makes it impossible to think about anything but the pain. nate sinks into it for a moment, letting it be the thing that anchors him.
this next message is a voicenote so that he doesn't have to type. ]
My new house. Back garden. [ the pain, and the need that comes with it, are obvious in his voice. ] Too bad for...my neighbours.
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[ it makes him lose focus, makes it impossible to think about anything but the pain. nate sinks into it for a moment, letting it be the thing that anchors him.
this next message is a voicenote so that he doesn't have to type. ]
My new house. Back garden. [ the pain, and the need that comes with it, are obvious in his voice. ] Too bad for...my neighbours.