[ Everything about nighttime just gets worse and worse... how much time do they even have before then...
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They're the one to swing their hands, this time. ]
It'll be okay. If it gets too quiet, focus on me instead.
[ It's what they do when they're alone, quiet with nothing but their thoughts— the only thing to do then is find something to distract themselves with. Maybe go to sleep, so tomorrow comes quicker. ]
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They're the one to swing their hands, this time. ]
It'll be okay. If it gets too quiet, focus on me instead.
[ It's what they do when they're alone, quiet with nothing but their thoughts— the only thing to do then is find something to distract themselves with. Maybe go to sleep, so tomorrow comes quicker. ]