 Puff by day, snake by night | Mj's bestie | Always UP to Something...
It had been over five months since Jorge had come willingly into the office. The last time he had been here he didn't even really remember. Just a reoccurring nightmare, but was it really true? Did his last months of hell happen here? His healing and recovery had been long and still on going, but he had to get out of the house and he had to feel useful. The last few months he had felt like a worthless man, which was something that he had never felt before. Once the most confident man, Jorge was finding lately he didn't have much confidence at all. His speech was still affected by the injury and so was his work.
He made his way to his desk and looked around. Nothing had been touched since the last time he was there, the dust had proven that. So his thoughts of someone after something of his was thrown out the window. He sighed and took a seat, what to write about. His mind was just not letting him think of anything.
Picking up his quill he started at the parchment.
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