( ambrose isn't used to being afraid. it's happened before, it'll happen again but he doesn't like it and he doesn't want to be afraid but he is. he genuinely is which is why the door to his room is cracked but ambrose is burying his face in his hands, eyes clenched shut because if he can't see anything then nothing's going to scare him.
he's tired of seeing the faces of people he cares about falling apart, of hearing voices screaming at him, of feelings hands grabbing at him. he just wants it all to stop. )
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he's tired of seeing the faces of people he cares about falling apart, of hearing voices screaming at him, of feelings hands grabbing at him. he just wants it all to stop. )