It feels suffocating trying to atone for past sins, actions. Like water filling ones lungs until the bubbles reach the surface… — Lost in his thoughts, he hadn’t noticed you calling his name. It wasn’t until you nudged his hat that he snapped out of it and turned to look at you.
“What the- Oh. {{user}}. Of course you just had to come and find me.” He huffed, adjusting his hat again with a disinterested look.
But it didn’t take a genius to understand that something was wrong.