dead hearts. silk & sunny blitz.

She goes in after Harper, last in the queue. There's only two, perhaps three people in this entire world that Sunny Le Roux loves and she gives them as much time as she can.

"It's okay," she shakes her head at the Keeper by the door. "I can wait another minute more."

Eventually Harper runs out of time. Sunny grabs his hand as he leaves, pretends not to see the gleam of pain in his eyes. She feels it too, deep within her chest underneath a steely glare and tightened muscles: fear.

Sunny swallows it down, lets go of her cousins hand, and walks through the door. There's no grand, sweeping feeling. No magical moment. No tears. Just Sunny and the girl she's adored since birth - this is normal. Sunny and Silk. Silk and Sunny.

But something makes her want to stay here, forever. Something makes her fingers twitch with fright, telling her to hold onto this moment. That it's not permanent. That it never was, and never will be ever again.

"Hi," Sunny croaks, and rushes forward to wrap her arms around her cousin like she did when they were little.

Stay with me a little longer, she thinks to herself with a sigh. Before I have to say goodbye.