Mark goes home and “makes” some instant noodles and eats them with that kind of growing hunger that you come across when you’ve been unknowingly starving yourself for the past few days. He finishes quickly and rinses out his bowl in the sink before padding through his large, empty feeling house to the bathroom. He stays in the shower for a long time, letting it’s warmth beat at the bruises and knots scattered across his body and remind him of Wardo on sleepy Saturday nights when they’d fallen asleep on top of each other on the couch because they’d both been running on empty for the past few days, Mark to code and Wardo to study. Mark can feel his eyes stinging now, like they always do when he thinks too much about what he had before and how much he messed things up; he turns off the shower quickly and blinks his eyes until the knot in his throat disappears. When he reaches his large, perfectly made bed Mark falls asleep almost instantly and doesn’t dream.
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