midnight textings

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The Midnight Texting Meme It's the middle of the night and you're trying to catch some z's — or brooding alone in the alleys, as one does — when your phone dings and suddenly a stranger or a friend is texting you. What could they possibly want at this hour? Is it important? Stupid? Are they drunk or maybe just needy? Do they need help hiding a body??? Pick up your phone and find out! Rules: ● Post with your character's name and canon on the subject line, indicate preferences as needed ● Tag others ● Have fun!

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[shrinkwrap]

I know. I'm sorry. I've just been struggling.
There's been too much going on, I can't seem to keep everything in control.

I don't like it.

[aperitifs]

That is what I am meant to be here for. To help you with this sense of control.

Tell me, what is occupying your mind now, this late at night? Do you feel yourself slipping?

[shrinkwrap]

Yes, I know. But I'm starting to wonder why I'm bothering.

I'm more than slipping. I'm careening. Considering who I am. I keep trying to be separate from my Dark Passenger. But I'm not separate. He's me. It's Dexter that's the lie.

I don't want to lose Deb. My son. But I only hurt those around me. Like I hurt Rita. She'd be alive if not for me.

[aperitifs]

But she would have been gone, too, if not for you.

Consider this: you so strongly want to push that Dark Passenger of yours away from yourself, because you believe it to be wrong. But if it is such a part of you, and if it can help protect those that you love, is it not worth it to find solace in its presence?

[shrinkwrap]

Deb's falling apart now that she knows what I am. I'm not protecting her. How can I find solace in that?