Date: 2017-09-05 07:18 am (UTC)
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Yeah, dying does tend to make a need to confess more urgent. Freddy, however, had wanted to not only clear his conscience, but also for his friend to kill him and put him out of his misery.

He lets Adia pat his shoulder, but goes boneless and still, like he's waiting for it to be over. Not that he minds the contact, exactly, but more like he instinctively doesn’t entirely trust it. He’s a little awkward like that whenever just about anybody touches him, save for with casual bro hugs. And it’s fine that she doesn’t do anything more to try and reassure him since he’d view it as either patronizing or pitying.

“I don’t know,” says the little liar, collecting himself. “I blacked out soon afterwards.”

He knows full well that the cops must have shot him. A brief and odd relationship to end in such a way, but there was an intensity of feeling present that neither fully understood until they were dying in each other’s arms. Freddy still can’t understand it. He’s glad she asked about Larry though, and had been half expecting her to, even if he couldn’t tell her the truth.
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