Jan. 25th, 2015

henrydaniel: (; this situation is bullshit)
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[Nothing ever stops, it seems like. Back home, here, no one can just have time together. No one can be happy for long stretches of time. Curses have to happen, kidnappings to other lands, memory wipes, evil twins from behind mirrors, monsters and giants and people disappearing and dying. First Mary Margaret, then Robin, and now, after searching everywhere for Regina, one of his moms. He's terrified that she's dead somewhere too, that he just can't find her. But he's looked everywhere and now as he stands in her room that's still furnished with all of her things, he wonders if this is like what happened to Hook. He should tell everyone, he guesses. He doesn't necessarily feel like putting his face out there though.]

My mom is gone. Regina. I don't think...I don't think she died anywhere.

[He's still afraid she did, she could be in the woods, or someplace else he just doesn't know about. It makes him feel kind of sick, the worry and fear.]

How long does it take? When people leave but all their stuff is still here? How long until they come back?.

[There's a pause before his next text.]

Her birthday's next week.

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