"Work then, what, chemo? Blood work?" he asked.
Nyx seemed to want things to stay as normal as ever and he was trying. He was.
But it felt fucking weird talking about cancer eating a burger with a drippy egg on it.
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Date: 2025-04-27 11:52 pm (UTC)"Work then, what, chemo? Blood work?" he asked.
Nyx seemed to want things to stay as normal as ever and he was trying. He was.
But it felt fucking weird talking about cancer eating a burger with a drippy egg on it.