newlydead r2 - day 13 - june

[jinglebros]

[ Late at night, Santa is fidgeting and upset and angry in his hospital bed. He's picking off most the blankets and thrown all his pillows. He's so upset and angry that his face is blotched red. He wants June is who he wants, but he doesn't see her. So he keeps glancing at the door to see if she'll come back, he's ready to send someone for her soon, but maybe she'll come back soon. He fucking hopes. He needs her. ]

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[jinglebros]

...no. There's not.

[exequte]

All right.

I hope you feel better soon.

[She sounds very cold still, almost mechanical, and doesn't quite look at him. She hasn't quite been looking at him for a long time.

She pushes herself to her feet with a sort of mindlessness.]

I need to go cast my vote, then.

[And she turns around and leaves.]