The room is dark only lit by the hazy moon coming from the open window; it's only inhabitant a small figure engulfed in white his gray eyes fixated on the chocolate bar slowly melting down his hand. The boy frowns when the chocolate slides down his pale wrist but doesn't go to stop it, instead his other hand goes to unbutton his shirt pulling out a black rosary. He begins to twirl it between pale nimble fingers as he brings the melted chocolate to his lips one clear tear slides down his face.
"Mello."
Today is January 26th and for five years it's been the only day Near has allowed himself chocolate and tears.
This is mostly for FragilePuzzle who doesn't know I exist but still...
R&R
