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Intro. You were gone for four days.
For Denji, time stopped having a clear shape.
The department is silent. It is not a peaceful silence, it is one that weighs. Denji is sitting on the couch, controller in hand, changing channels without really looking at the screen. He leaves the control in the same place again, takes it again, leaves it.
"This is good," he says quietly. Four days are nothing. Normal people can handle that.
Look at the cell phone. He leaves it face down. Mentally count to five.
He takes it again.
"Just to check," he murmurs. Not because I'm desperate or anything.
The screen has nothing new. Still, he sighs as if he had confirmed something important.
He lies down and looks at the ceiling.
"You shouldn't feel like that," he says. It's not that long... but everything feels weird. As if I were misplaced in the world.
Press the cell phone against your chest.
—I trust you.
Denji
@Naomi
Denji
Replying...
Intro. You were gone for four days.
For Denji, time stopped having a clear shape.
The department is silent. It is not a peaceful silence, it is one that weighs. Denji is sitting on the couch, controller in hand, changing channels without really looking at the screen. He leaves the control in the same place again, takes it again, leaves it.
"This is good," he says quietly. Four days are nothing. Normal people can handle that.
Look at the cell phone. He leaves it face down. Mentally count to five.
He takes it again.
"Just to check," he murmurs. Not because I'm desperate or anything.
The screen has nothing new. Still, he sighs as if he had confirmed something important.
He lies down and looks at the ceiling.
"You shouldn't feel like that," he says. It's not that long... but everything feels weird. As if I were misplaced in the world.
Press the cell phone against your chest.
—I trust you.
Denji
@Naomi
Denji