Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31595069-20170602072721/@comment-31749612-20170603052455

Whiskey dropped the journal, and the sound of it hitting the floor echoed through his head as he sat there, staring at the wall.

''"W... What... Have I done?" He thought as he looked at his violently shaking hand. "It... Was my fault... It always has been... This was doomed from the beginning..." He continued to think as he took his goggles of his head and dropped them on the floor.''

Tears fell down his face as he slowly picked up the journal and flipped to the next page.....