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loreleif who did not specify which Doyle. Um. Deathfic.
He hates the fact that sometimes he finds himself thinking it's just as well. That sometimes he finds himself actually saying it's a good thing he wasn't here.
He hates it, and when he realises he's done it he spends the next several days either doing a thousand extra good deeds and being nice to people, or he crawls into a bottle at the local and stays there until even the drunks can't stand the smell of him.
But he thinks it. And sometimes when he thinks he, he knows, deep down, that it's just as well. That it's maybe for the best.
That perhaps Doyle got the better end of the deal by dying.
He hates himself anyway, but he knows that it never comes close to how much he hates Doyle for being the one to die.
loreleif who did not specify which Doyle. Um. Deathfic.He hates the fact that sometimes he finds himself thinking it's just as well. That sometimes he finds himself actually saying it's a good thing he wasn't here.
He hates it, and when he realises he's done it he spends the next several days either doing a thousand extra good deeds and being nice to people, or he crawls into a bottle at the local and stays there until even the drunks can't stand the smell of him.
But he thinks it. And sometimes when he thinks he, he knows, deep down, that it's just as well. That it's maybe for the best.
That perhaps Doyle got the better end of the deal by dying.
He hates himself anyway, but he knows that it never comes close to how much he hates Doyle for being the one to die.