Dance Macabre (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

She slumped against the kitchen table, head in her arms as she struggled to keep her eyes open. "I don't know what came over me..."
 
She nodded and exhaled gently, "I'll just nap...I'll try to stay here, but I might not be able to...will you be ok?"
 
What she wouldn't give to be alive again, to be with him on a corporeal level. The best she had was his dreams. It would have to be enough; she would wait forever for him.
 
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