“So he’s going to die.”
“I’m sorry.”
This is probably really hard to face for everyone involved.
“A few hours? Days? A week?”
“The doctor says it’ll be the next few days.”
He clenched his fist, relaxed it. Not fair.
As if Clockblocker didn’t have enough to worry about with the state of the city, it’s all on top of this? No wonder he’s not in the greatest of moods these days.
“Hey, mom? Listen, I’ve got to run.”
“Come by, Dennis. Before it’s too late.”
“I’ll try.”
“I love you.”
“Love you too.”
*sigh*
I’m sorry, Clocky.
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