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Caetys sat on the edge of his bed. Dark bags hung under his eyes as he gazed at his hands, examining them closely. He was aware of many things - His exhaution, the fact it never went away, the stateof his room, and how he desperately needed to get cleaned. Yet the Grimm couldn't find it in himself to do... Anything. It was too much effort to even remain awake. It was like something big, something huge, had been taken from him.
The thing, he knew, was someone who had been close. His partner in crime for some time. They were gone now - for the better. Toxic was a good way to describe them. Still, sometimes, he'd wonder if they were all right. If they were happy where they were, finding the person they had been searching for.
He had tried to be an explorer, but failed. Another loss of something near to him. So now what was left? His dreams were gone. His friendships seemed soured. He felt alone, and tired, and broken. What was left to him?
I am.
Taking a deep breath, he stood up and stripped out of his dirty clothes. It was time to get moving again. It was time to move on, permanently. The past would remain the past. His life, that life, was gone. A new one was starting to grow and if he kept sulking in the dark, he'd never flourish. Nah, it was time for Caetys to get help and to let go of what he could not change.
I think I... no. I know I can do this.
