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[matadorable]

If you're hearing this message, I am probably not here. Or I am furiously pressing every button I can because I forgot how this thing works. One of the two! Either way, I will get back to you...eventually.

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[medalsome]

I know. I know! I just...

[But it was hopeless to say things like "I just want you to be alive and happy." Because Manolo was alive now so he didn't see any problems. And he was happy as long as he was doing what was right. Joaquin just wished he could be that reassured.]

... I just need some sleep.

[matadorable]

Okay. [He takes a deep breath, floundering for something else to say, but in the end he just sighs and nods.] Okay...

[He picks his guitar up and starts heading toward the door. Before he leaves, though, he turns toward Joaquin one more time.]

Good night, brother.

[medalsome]

Goodnight, Manolo. Try to get some sleep.

[matadorable]

Alright. You too. [With one last nod, he slips out into the hallway, quietly shutting the door behind him.]