In honor of RadioDust... I've only heard the news now that, Angel Dust will be canonically getting a boyfriend in the future. Vivzie said it at some sort of conference or whatever. Fittingly, when I began writing this, I heard the news. And the dialogue and all the words below ring true for my feelings right now. I feel so crushed, having gotten into writing solely for this ship. I quit a long time ago, and years later, returned for this pairing.
What else can I say besides, I am crushed...
"We were together for a while." Alastor talked as he sipped. He was smiling all the way, the words flowing like a fountain. He always wanted to talk about it, but he never had someone to do it with. In the end, there was only one thing to discuss it with. Leg folded over the other, he looked straight at his interlocutor into where its eyes would've been. There were only two holes.
"But, as you know, things happened. And it was all going so well..." Alastor paused as he reminisced. His eyes closed, and his head lulled back towards the ceiling. There was a pleasant aura about him as he did so, his smile pure as he exhaled audibly. Sighing, he looked back down eventually, and his eyes opened partly.
"I truly wish it had all ended in a different way." His eyes opened suddenly as he caught himself in that hypnotic, annoying nostalgia. He had tended to fall into this same trap ever since that fateful day. This was one of the reasons he didn't want to engage with him. Clearing his throat, he shook his head.
"Oh... you... I don't want to bore you with such a story. But, you're not going anywhere anytime soon, right? Might as well..."