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Oct. 1st, 2017 11:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
losthunterHunter stumbles into the Nexus. There could be several reasons for the fact that he is stumbling a bit. It could be because he is wearing a dark pair of sunglasses right now. Or it could be because he is concentrating on a drawing that he is trying to finish, but keeps on erasing over and over again, a little frustrated over the mistakes.
Or it could be because those dark sunglasses are hiding a bruise, and when he sits down, he does so delicately, like he might be hiding other injuries.
Hunter seems absorbed in his drawing for a moment, until he gets so frustrated in erasing another mistake, that he rips the paper off and crumbles up the paper tightly in his hands. He places his head in his hands for a moment.
Then he asks his question. "When you try to help someone else, but it keeps failing time and time again, when do you finally just give up?"
Or it could be because those dark sunglasses are hiding a bruise, and when he sits down, he does so delicately, like he might be hiding other injuries.
Hunter seems absorbed in his drawing for a moment, until he gets so frustrated in erasing another mistake, that he rips the paper off and crumbles up the paper tightly in his hands. He places his head in his hands for a moment.
Then he asks his question. "When you try to help someone else, but it keeps failing time and time again, when do you finally just give up?"
