suicide

Please read at least the third spoiler, but all are recomended if possible. @Ghost @Kathinja @MARIE

@Poppy It was late. How late, Rhys didn't know, and honestly? He didn't care. He was in a bar, somewhere. A nameless one, because his head was too fuzzy for him to remember the name, and really, they were all the same to him. The people he'd used as an excuse for coming here had all headed...

@Poppy Strobe lights bursting like fire, like bullets, with the way it made his head pound and ache. Rhys' everything was spinning, but he could barely feel it with how numb his body was. He flip flopped between rooms and people, rambling and snapping and sobbing until he was bumped and pushed...

@Poppy Toby wasn't quite Toby right then, and that was his favorite state to be in. He was hunger, and starvation, and teeth that deserved using. He moved in a body that wasn't his own. Bigger, taller, fake parts that made up a very real feeling monster. Something deerlike, but not quite, all...