A small smile reappears on your face.
see? i told you things would work out.
Your eyes are red and puffy, but dry. The tears cried out, you can smile once again.
here i was, trying to help you, and you helped me. it’s been years since i’ve been able to talk to you at all, in any universe. i really do need all of my friends.

You can hear the smile crack on his face, and your smile returns as well.
Well, I think we helped each other, John, and that’s what’s important. I value all of my friends, no matter what universe they come from.
(Source : orphiste-blog)
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