[ in the safety of Jon's flat is when Martin can't avoid what he's been holding in any longer. the disassociative state he'd been hovering in starts falling away.
he stares at the faded carpet, and that prickling comes back. he's solid and visible, but his colors so muted and his voice comes through with terrible, quiet echo. ]
I remember how immaculately my mum kept the house when she was well. It was a real point of pride for her to have a spotless home. That's one reason why I started learning how to do it; because she couldn't anymore. But she missed it. Missed when Dad would come home and...and thank her for everything...
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he stares at the faded carpet, and that prickling comes back. he's solid and visible, but his colors so muted and his voice comes through with terrible, quiet echo. ]
I remember how immaculately my mum kept the house when she was well. It was a real point of pride for her to have a spotless home. That's one reason why I started learning how to do it; because she couldn't anymore. But she missed it. Missed when Dad would come home and...and thank her for everything...