Roane
After having the best day of my life with Sux, I'm now at the palace underground early in the evening.
I miss Madam Mia so much I don't like seeing her empty bed.
Some of her clothes are still lying around. I have thought long and hard about giving them out, but that'll be me throwing away her memories so easily just because I can't deal with her demise. I figure I'll just keep the clothes and readjust them to my size when I'm well past mourning and become more rational with my decisions, that's if I can actually ever stop mourning. This is the truth: there are wounds that aren't meant to heal and Madam Mia's death is one of them.
Sighing, I transfer the clothes I had brought from Sux's apartment over to my bunk, sitting to reconsider the ramifications of what I'm about doing ton
