[ He nods. It's not something he can really understand himself, since he's never lost someone so close (at least, that's what he wants to believe for now since his memories are so disjointed and confusing). ]
It doesn't feel real, does it? [ None of this feels real, actually. He still sometimes expects to wake up in the morning in his room, with all of this being a messed up dream. ]
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It doesn't feel real, does it? [ None of this feels real, actually. He still sometimes expects to wake up in the morning in his room, with all of this being a messed up dream. ]