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It was with a detached sort of yearning that Levi thought of you. You were a constant in his life, a constant he felt he had perhaps taken for granted all these years.
He stared solemnly down into the dark dregs circling the inside of his teacup. The taste was still in his mouth; the dull tang of black tea, with the faint aroma of bergamot. It was how you always prepared his tea, every single day. But it tasted bad now, like there was a sour bitterness that he couldn't quite place.
It seems that, too, was something he had taken for granted.
The breath that passed his lips was shallow and tired, like the last breath of a dying man who had nothing left to live for. He let the tilted china cup fall back in it's saucer with a light tink, before allowing the dull throb of silence to slowly press onto his ear drums.
Several sharp raps came from the door.
'Levi!' It was Hanji, and her godforsaken voice on the other side. 'Meeti