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And where do I fit.
In a story that’s moved on.
In a story that’s moved on.
That night —-
Judy’s Diner.
Judy’s Diner.
October 8, 2025 at 2:32 AM
That night —-
Judy’s Diner.
Judy’s Diner.
Then the man adds quietly —-
“You 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 yourself ‘round here, 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙧. Town’s 𝙣𝙤𝙩 what it looks like.”
“You 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 yourself ‘round here, 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙧. Town’s 𝙣𝙤𝙩 what it looks like.”
October 7, 2025 at 10:57 PM
Then the man adds quietly —-
“You 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 yourself ‘round here, 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙧. Town’s 𝙣𝙤𝙩 what it looks like.”
“You 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 yourself ‘round here, 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙧. Town’s 𝙣𝙤𝙩 what it looks like.”
“Yeah.” Steve answers, but it’s harder to come up than it seems. Like burning 𝙘𝙤𝙖𝙡 blistering in his throat. “Where 𝙖𝙩 son?”
“𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙜 time ago.” Rogers says, and the dwindling neon light above begins to dim 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. “Ain’t they all?” The vet smiles beneath his beard.
“𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙜 time ago.” Rogers says, and the dwindling neon light above begins to dim 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. “Ain’t they all?” The vet smiles beneath his beard.
October 7, 2025 at 10:57 PM
“Yeah.” Steve answers, but it’s harder to come up than it seems. Like burning 𝙘𝙤𝙖𝙡 blistering in his throat. “Where 𝙖𝙩 son?”
“𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙜 time ago.” Rogers says, and the dwindling neon light above begins to dim 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. “Ain’t they all?” The vet smiles beneath his beard.
“𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙜 time ago.” Rogers says, and the dwindling neon light above begins to dim 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. “Ain’t they all?” The vet smiles beneath his beard.
𝙏𝙊 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘿𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙈. (solos/character arcs)
October 7, 2025 at 4:49 PM
𝙏𝙊 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘿𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙈. (solos/character arcs)
