Kaos fell asleep and dreamed of all of his friends dying around him, wasting away into nothing in hospital beds while people outside chanted that they deserved what they got.
He woke up disoriented and confused. Then he remembered the glimpse he’d gotten into the life of Francis, Padraig, and Marcus. If nothing else had quite hammered home the fact that Padraig was two decades older than him, last night had finally managed to do it.
Padraig had been living his most horrible years when Kaos had been a toddler. It felt so weird to think about it in those terms, but it was true.
Kaos went through his morning routines, wondering what Francis and Padraig had in mind for the day. Hestia hadn’t slept with him, so Kaos assumed one of the others had wanted a snuggle.
He felt more like wearing j
